Dance baby dance...

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Hello people...first of all...accept my apologies for not writing last week. Well...it was only because so much was happening. Dance classes are going on in full swing...Auritra, my dance trainer, by the way, has decided that I'll put up a performance next week...so there'll be lights, music and me dancing...No, there's no 'yippie- ness!' about this. I'm totally nervous. I mean only two weeks ago, I took two hours just to learn my first jazz step, and now I'm expected to do a full song??

Ya..so I spent the whole of last week looking for that one song...I wanted something fun...something that I had heard a lot of times, so dancing becomes a little easy...and I was wracking by brains...(at one point even started considering I am a disco dancer) and then all of a sudden...I heard it...and the moment I did. I knew it was the one...I'd always liked the singer...I liked how it was filmed...and some how it gave me the feeling that I could do it...well it was telling me to do it...simply...Move your body baby... (I like the idea of the song talking to me and calling me baby!! hehehe)

So that's what I've been doing this week...preparing for the big dance show. And I'm beginning to enjoy dancing...slowly perfecting the movements. Of course I'm nowhere close to Auritra (my god, I'm so jealous of the way she moves...she's so good!) but I'm trying...and I hope, I don't disappoint her.

This week was particularly excruciating because I was on a new diet. Seeing my motivation in the last one-month, Ritika, my nutritionist, decided to test it. So she put me on a lemonade diet. (If anyone's interested, it's also on the web, just google lemon diet) If oats and no-carbs were tough... this was hell!! Imagine surviving on 16 glasses of nimboo-paani!! Honestly, I just couldn't do it. I hate to admit...but I gave up. I did, after the 4th day...I just couldn't deal with it anymore. I prefer working out, and losing weight gradually...these instant weight loss diets aren't meant for me.

And talking of weight, I haven't really lost much in the last week and a half...just 1 kg. And I was beginning to fret, thinking that perhaps dancing is not proving to be such a great workout after all...but the great thing is, that it's helping me tone up. I'm losing inches! And I have proof of this. My jeans have become so lose!! In fact the whole of this week I've had to constantly hold them in place, to prevent them from slipping. Since the situation had become kind of dangerous, I went shopping. Now, jeans shopping has always been embarrassing for me (actually all clothes shopping)...I have always quietly gone to the sales person and discreetly asked them if they have size 34. More often than not they don't and even if they do...it's a lame colour, shady print or shitty stretch material. But then I was fat! If I needed jeans, that's what was available. So I went to the sales guy again...said, I needed a basic, blue, straight jeans (was trying to be as undemanding as possible...) and he looks down at my waist and considers, pause for two seconds and says, "size 28/ 30?" OH MY GOD!! I was ecstatic. I don't know how I stopped my self from hugging the poor (and surprised) fellow. And I did fit into a size 30!! I did!! And it's a huge accomplishment for me. Now an array of colours, styles and cuts are at my disposal. I am a normal size! And I'm so happy to be. Because I know...that's it's not over yet. Slimming process is only mid way!!