Ewe's not Fat, Ewe's Fluffy

I crept into the Wellness Center for the first time two weeks ago.  BJ Dumas, former Central Biology teacher extratorinaire, told me I had to come to senior yoga.  It's yoga with a chair.  She told me I'd like it and that I could do it.  If you know BJ, it wasn't a request.  It was an order. And I'm glad I did.

These folks are serious about getting me healthy.  My physical assessment was last week.  I have many pounds of fat on my body.  I told Brian it was pure butter.  FYI--I could butter many baked potatoes....shoot, if I lived in Iowa....they could carve a butter cow out of my fat. (Note: I love the butter cow.  Look it up.  The butter cow is part of the Iowa State Fair.  It's a tradition.)

I've led a very sedentary life.  I watch athletics.  I don't do athletics.  I really love to watch other people do athletic things.  I knit.  I cook.  I read.  I don't do athletics.  So, here I go into the world of sweat, BMI, and heart rate.

I have learned how to "do" three cardiac- type machines.  Bill asked me their names when I got home.  I said, "Betty, Sunshine, and Boom-Boom."  Names?  I was so nervous walking in front of people, I have no idea what their names are.  I almost fell off the elliptical....I watched the Food Network while riding the recumbent bike....and the other machine....heck, I just kept working and thinking that at my speed it would take me two days to work off one Snicker candy bar.

I do love the yoga class.  It is fun.  The music is beautiful.  And I can tell my balance is getting better.  I can truthfully recommend yoga to everyone.  It would certainly be easier if I knew my right from my left.  I spend a lot of time switching my stance, my arms, my position.  It seems like I'm up when everyone else is down.

I have been walking daily.  I am going to yoga.  I am watching what I eat by Weight Watchers standards.  And I know how to "do" three machines.

This week I learn some of the strength machines.

I go back to the knee doctor on April 1.  Does anyone think that's funny besides me?  April Fool's Day?

Namaste.