For me, it’s about makes healthy changes that support the lifestyle I want. The pounds sure help… but the non scale victories can be equally important.
I had a NSV when I completed Zumba Instructor training with friend, and fellow boot camper, Andrea. From there we learnt and practiced 8 tracks to deliver to fellow participants, as part of the Warrior Women Challenge.
I had a few moments of nervous anticipation on arrival due to the thrill of finally being able to finally lead a class... and WOW! It was so much fun!
I left the class on a high… but in the back of my mind, I knew I would later be dealing with the aftermath. Photographic evidence.
One of the things I love about Zumba is the feeling of letting go and allowing the music to take control. You are absolutely the best dancer in the room if you want to be! (and even though, I don’t actually think I am the best dancer, I feel like I am putting my soul into it and that helps me to get the most out of it). It’s about having fun and moving.
I felt slightly different after a friend had posted THIS picture of us on instagram and shared it on facebook.
Panic….. People will see that picture of me.
Despair…..People will judge me.
Horror…. I look horrendous.
Irrationality… People I don’t know will hate me.
Regret …. I knew I shouldn’t have worn those pink pants
AAAAGH …. Just aaagh
Sadness…. I look awful
Anger…. How did I become like this?
Confusion… Why would anyone upload a picture like this?
Reasoning… Maybe if I ask, she will take it down?
Hope…. Maybe no one has seen it?
Reality… Maybe everyone has seen it?
Delusional … Maybe they didn't notice how fat I am?
But then… something changed. I had my first non scale victory in a long time. I continued looking at the picture and this happened.
I look happy?
I was happy…
I am happy.
It doesn't matter.
I have evolved.
It was fun.
Andrea was awesome.
I sure love Zumba.
Wish the stereo was louder.
I guess people might have noticed how happy I was.
I still want to look better though
I still want to feel better
I want to rock that zumba class like it’s going out of style.
I am glad I wore those Zumba pants.
They are pretty fucking pink though.
Oh well, at least you could see me.
Yeah, but they’re sooooo pink.
I wonder what this picture of us will look like in another year?
And there it is….
In that one minute I realized that I have evolved. I don’t need to judge myself on my weight. That is obvious from the photo. What the photo does not tell you…
How much fun I had
How proud I was
How alive I felt!
I am probably not the only woman to scrutinize a picture and pick it apart in an almost clinical and irrational way, but this time, the end results were positive.
That, my friends, is a non scale victory! And I am almost certain I am going to wear those pink Zumba pants again!