Friday, November 15, 2019

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Twenty-two

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss
By Sandra Warholic Seeley

Chapter Twenty-two

I’ve taken the advice of someone who commented on a previous post of mine, Chapter Seventeen to be exact. She suggested Why Not learn to Line Dance. So this week I found myself at my local YMCA in a huge room with beautiful hardwood floors, floor to ceiling mirrored wall, a husband/wife team of instructors and a weekly $2.00 class fee. What could go wrong?

Let me just say class did not start well for me. I have never learned to dance. Even in high school, which was about a century ago, I was the wallflower observer at dances. At weddings, I pretended to have a good time, while others danced the evening away. My daughter once convinced me to take a group East Coast Swing lesson at Wightman School in Pittsburgh with Bobby D. I was so lost that a gentleman named Kennedy (first name), took pity on me by taking me out in the hall for private remedial instruction. I’m happily married (most of the time), but my daughter still refers to Kennedy as my boyfriend. Anyway, you now have an idea of my dancing skills.

So back to The Electric Slide which was the first of three dances taught at the YMCA. The first problem was that everyone but me seemed to already know how to do this dance. Note to self: Never stand in the very back of a Line Dance class because everyone will eventually turn around and you will be leading the class! Choose the middle. I was so lost, I retreated to wallflower status, holding back tears and judging the distance to the exit door leading to my car.A female “Kennedy” took pity on me. Again, I had remedial instruction, and was encouraged to stay.

The next two dances were the Ah Si! and Ms.Jody’s Thang, which were new to everyone. Was I actually dancing? Was I actually enjoying myself? Was that me getting a dancing compliment from Instructor Paul? Is there hope for me after all?

This post is WW related because I went home and practiced these dances all week by printing out the dance steps and dancing along with YouTube videos. At my WW workshop today, I earned a 1.6 pound loss, which kicked me off my plateau (see Chapter Twenty-one). This reinforced WW Truth #5: Fun Wins from a recent WW Weekly.

Next week in dance class, we will be learning The Texas Waltz and Fly Me To The Moon Line Dances. I plan on being there and will “Dance Like There’s Nobody Watching!”

When my third child has a wedding reception, I plan on being at goal and dancing like the world is watching in awe!

Until next week, conquer your insecurities and be happier.

Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.

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