
I am so glad to be back home! I love my family dearly, but I have zipo! control when surrounded by my family’s delicous foods. Our house was fully stocked with chips, a huge party container with cheetos, pretzals, doritos and fritos mixed together, apple pie, stuffing, turkey, Portugues sweet bread (yum!), and lots of cookies. I learned that I have absolutely no self control when it comes to having junk food around. I am perfectly fine at home in my apartment because I don’t keep ANY junk food in my house. No junk food – no temptation. But that changes when goodies are around. I seem to lose all control and start exhibiting binge-like tendencies. I got a glimpse of my reflection in the kitchen window one evening as I was shoving cheetos in my mouth like I was starving. I looked deranged. I guess I still need to work on that one…
My friend laughed at me when we watched Kung Fu Panda because he said the panda reminded him of me in this scene when Po was caught scarfing down cookies while hanging from the shelves… No, not funny.

So, after a few days of eating my mom’s food, I was on salt overload. I was terribly bloated, my thighs, stomach, arms, even my face were holding onto a ridiculous amount of water. Last time this happened, I weighed myself and I had an extra 20 pounds of water weight! 20 pounds! That’s insane! I didn’t weigh myself this time, but I am guestimating that it was probably 10 pounds or so. I can’t believe how terribly salt-sensitive my body is. And there is such a thing as salt-sensitivity. Read about it here.

It’s no accident that my mom has very high blood pressure. So does my dad. I watched both of them put a healthy salad on their plates, reach for the salt shaker and poured the salt on. Who does that? Gross! Even our cat, who passed away 3 months ago, had high blood pressure. Have you ever heard of a cat having high blood pressure? Neither did I. My mom constantly fed him little bits of deli turkey meat, pieces of chicken or turkey that she cooked for us, and other little food scraps. No wonder the cat had high blood pressure. The cat was even on blood pressure medication, just like my parents. The cat passed away from old age, though. He was 20 years old and clearly near the end of his life span. I still miss him.

So, when I came home, I was in full salt detox mode. I eliminated all salty foods, I went to the gym for some intense cardio sessions to sweat off some of the salt and I sat in the sauna again to sweat it out. It worked! The 10 pounds came off and my measurements all returned to normal. Weird, huh?
I think I went overboard because my foot cramps came back and I had the worst leg cramp in my life last night. I was literally shrieking out loud and twisting and writhing in pain until my muscles relaxed. I could actually feel the muscle fibers slowly relaxing, bit by bit, and releasing the tension. I had to pop an extra potassium pill to help with the cramping. I did drink 2 containers of coconut water which contains more than 600 mg of potassium per serving, but it wasn’t enough. My body needs the exact right balance.

Last night, I taught two back-to-back spinning classes and I was very pleasantly surprised that both classes were completely full. I had an awesome new playlist and couldn’t wait to try it out. I should have tried it out before class because I didn’t realize it was so tough. But thankfully, I stacked the best songs at the end of the class and everyone made it through. A girl came up to me after class and said she was ready to leave about 30 minutes into class, but that I started playing some awesome music and she stayed to the end. I was happy to hear that.

Afterwords, I went to Zumba. I think I was too tired and didn’t enjoy the class as much as I usually do. There is this annoying woman who insists on standing right in front of me near my “spot” and she has no concept of the space around her. Multiple times she swung her arms at me and walked right into me because she wasn’t looking where she was going. She had a huge amount of space in front of her because she was in the front of the class. I was in my little spot surrounded by a lot of people and I couldn’t move anywhere, but that didn’t stop her from standing 2 inches away from me. I don’t get it. She could look straight ahead in the mirror and see that she was practically on top of me. Next time, I am going to swing my arms and hit her so she gets the point. On top of that, she absolutely cannot get any of the steps. She does every step wrong, has no rhythm at all and just throws us all off when we are moving right and she’s moving left which inevitably means she’s crashing into people. She doesn’t seem to care, though. We’ll see about that next time when I “accidentally” give her a black eye when she steps on my feet or swings her arms towards me. No, not really, but I will make it a point to push her back into her place.
In the middle of class, I was dancing along, minding my own business when I heard a loud “Thud!” Oh my God, I fell on the floor!!! No, I didn’t. I’m still standing. Did I fart? Nope, I felt nothing. I looked to my left expecting crazy dancing lady to be on the floor, but instead it was our instructor. She slipped on the floor and was sprawled out. She kept yelling into her microphone, ”Keep going! Keep going!” But I could tell that she probably hurt her ankle. She had a hard time getting up when she tried to put weight on it. But true to form, she continued the class, smiling her gorgeous smile and without missing more than a beat. She reminds me of Salma Hayek.

Last week, my Wednesday Zumba instructor nearly fell off the stage. He was dancing with his back to us and didn’t realize that he was about to step off the stage until his foot slipped off the edge. He recovered quickly though, but not without me shooting a look to my sister and holding back the giggles. I don’t know why it’s funny to me when people fall. Probably because I am the type of person that tends to falls or “hypothetically” walks into a wall while reading a text message, and that’s why it’s funny. But – it really isn’t. **giggle**
Tonight – I have Sports Conditioning and Zumba. Tomorrow, I teach a 60 minute spin class and another 90 minute class Saturday morning. That class will probably be very full. A bunch of people after my 2 classes told me they were coming. I hope there’s no drama. People get mad when they can’t get in.
Friday is Zumba day! I’ve got a class in the morning and 2 in the evening. No, I never get sick of it. I hope to get certified by the end of January!