I know… when I looked back at my blog I could hardly believe it myself…
FIVE months have passed since I last sat down and wrote a post
Where have I been? What on earth could have kept me away from the keyboard of sanity that I had kept within arms reach for so many years?
Had I been abducted? Was I simply being lazy? Or was I trapped under something heavy and desperately trying to reach the laptop…?
Nope, it was just because of one word…
Yes, I was shoe-horned away from the confines of my study one day by a dear friend who had noticed that
a) I had become somewhat of a recluse
b) Become so horribly pastey through lack of sunlight that my skin had turned a grey, translucent shade
and c) fat.
In fact, if you cast your mind back to those Miss. Marple programmes in the 80’s, I looked like one of those unfortunate victims that had been dragged out the Thames after several days.
So, kicking and screaming I was taken against my will to my first Zumba class in Maroochydore…
And after the first 15 minutes, I was totally hooked.
I left all my inhibitions behind me… I danced the salsa, merengue and some type of hip-hop movement till I could physically dance no more, and loved every minute of it.
Once a week soon turned into twice and before long I was searching youtube clips so I could gyrate in the comfort of my own home.
So obsessed was I, that I signed up for the instructors course in Brisbane… so I could teach my own class!!
And yup, here I am today… writing by day, teaching Zumba by night… 3 nights a week, in little country towns around the Sunshine Coast, were the ladies go wild for it!
So, please forgive me for not posting earlier…
but it really was an itch I had no idea I had to scratch!