So the pink pants and I went to my third Zumba class last night. I had been feeling pretty great about zumba, thought I was getting it pretty good, boy was I mistaken. The instructor, who has the vocal stylings of feivel, from an American Tale, threw in all these new dance moves, which were really fun, but wow it didn't hit me until halfway through my classes today when I suddenly could no longer move my arms. Kind of hard to teach about Mexico's heritage and traditions without the use of your arms. So now I hurt, alot, but pain is gain eh? or maybe in this case pain is loss???
I made the meatloaf again and post workout three of my friends came back to the house, I love those guys, we ate yummy stuff and my girls kept them entertained along with the help of "Spike Can Dance" Look it up on you tube and don't have food or anything in your mouth when you watch it, seriously.
Baby Shower tomorrow, and check Nellie's Cookbook later today for the meatloaf recipe, with pictures.