Weight Watcher Wednesday

OK, I do realize I haven't kept up my end of the bargain when it comes to

checking in with you weekly about my weight gain loss.

First, there were these snickers bar cookies that wouldn't stop getting eaten by me.

I would share the recipe but that would be like swearing in church or something.

This is after all "Weight Watcher Wednesday."

Then there was Christmas Eve, Christmas day, New Years . . . and I gained a few pounds.

Shhhh, don't tell anyone.

I want it to be our little secret.

You know . . .between you, me, and the rest of the internet. A real secret.

Anyway, I'm down about 7 pounds now and I feel like I can face you again.

It has been a lot harder this time around than when I lost my baby weight from Megan.

I have much less time to exercise. Like . . . none actually.

I'm also so sleep deprived that I don't seem to have the energy many days to workout.

This one particular day, I was in a total funk.

I was feeling sorry for myself because of the pudge, the sweatpants, the total lack of time to dedicate to getting my body back into shape. Boo hoo!

Then I remembered this little thing I used to do to sneak in some exercise . . .

The Dance Party

I'm not sure if you realize it or not, but I can shake it like nobody's business.

I decided to use my camera to make a little exercise video for you . . .

free of charge.

I'm so sorry.

My camera ran out of memory before I could show you most of my moves.

Next time, I promise.

But just remember, if I can dance to "I'm Bringing Sexy Back" wearing fruit and spit-up covered sweatpants, anyone can!!!!!

When that song was over, I played "Put a Ring on It" by Beyonce and I found my inner Sasha Fierce.

Then I played "Just Dance" and became Lady Gaga.

Then I started "Living La Vida Loca" with Ricky Martin.

Before I knew it, I was dancing, sweating, and rump shaking all over my house. Megan was too. Brendan just looked at us both like we were crazy. We were actually, and it was great fun.

Lesson learned: You don't need the gym, Jane Fonda, or Kathy Smith. All you need is your rump and a some good music.

Isn't working out with Lisa fun???????