Pizza and Vodka was not really a good idea. It cheered me up last night, but I feel shite today. Good job its not a run day.
But I can't sit here and do nothing so lets do ZUMBA!! Oh Yeah!
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| I wanna look like this! |
Out comes the WII Zumba, bought August 2012, opened May 2013.
It promises to give me the sleek sexy body I've always dreamed of..
so just why I havent opened it until now is just anyone's guess.
1st step..find the Wii...I know its somewhere in the cess pit of the girls bedroom, but I dont know where to start. Cue stroppy teenager who I have tasked to set up the dust covered Wii and find all the leads whilst I have a well deserved cuppa tea. Its exhausting thinking of all those excercises, dont you know.
2nd step. Read instructions...well we dont need to do that, do we, its only an exercise routine at the end of the day.
Surely it cant be that hard to pick up the moves. Surely it wont take that long to differentiate between the Merengue and the Calyso.
Duh. Wrong again.
Then it suddenly hits me like a brick.
I thought I could dance.
In fact I KNEW I could dance. I was the quintisencial Dancing Queeeeeen, only seventeeeeeen (stone).
Yes I was! ......
'I bet you look good on the Dance Floor'
Oh yes I do!......
and I had all the moves like Jagger.
Yes I did.
But it dawned on me .......I only look good on the dance floor after a skin full, and I'm stone cold sober now. So I now know I CAN'T DANCE.
I should have read the instructions. I also should have lifted the rug up from the bedroom floor. I will leave it to your imagination, but lets just say, it resulted in a clothing casualty.
I will be reading the instructions in future.
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