Less of me to love…

So, there’s a little bit less of me to love….12.4 lbs, to be exact. I’ve been doing WW for the past 9 weeks, and it’s going well. I hesitate to put that out into the blog-o-sphere because frankly, it’s not fun to be accountable to total strangers about dieting (or lack thereof), and you always know that there’s that whole embarrassing and inevitable "falling of the bandwagon" incident that’s to come. Sigh. But still, I mention this because it will help you understand why I’ve been snooping around You Tube and mocking chuckling at various old Jazzercise videos. In theory I’m getting motivated to start exercising better, but in reality I’m just sitting on my derriere staring at a computer screen. Hey, I figure I’m burning a few calories by laughing at hip-high leotard leg holes and the overly-peppy jazz hands. Then I came across this gem, which seems to be about all the exercise I can handle at the moment…