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Welcome one and all to The Diary of a Chunky White Guy. I hope this blog will keep me inspired in my weight loss goals, but I also hope to help others who are struggling with their weight, whether they're ten pounds or two hundred overweight. I'm not a doctor, and I'm not a psychologist, but perhaps by posting my struggles, victories and viewpoints, I can make a difference in someone's life.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Dancing In A Muggy Warehouse or You Don't Always Have To Go To The Gym

I'm tired, I'm sweaty and I smell like the devil's armpit.

"Body Pump?", you ask?

"No.", I reply. "Choreography."

For those of you unaware, I am currently involved in the Acadiana Repertory Theatre's first show in their "ART After Dark" series, a play entitled NightFears. It's a really neat play, kind of weird and esoteric, a type of show that I've never really done before. It's very lyrical and dreamlike, and there's dancing.

Yep. The dancing that you do with your feet and legs. The dancing that requires rhythm and coordination. Not my strongest skill set. We did a read-through of the play tonight, followed by our intro the the choreography of the show.

Our Choreographer is a sweet young lady named Stacey, and tonight she showed us the basic steps that we will be going through for different scenes. It wasn't very intense, but we are going to be performing this show in an old warehouse in downtown Lafayette. It was hot and muggy. I felt like a tool when I was trying to do what Stacey was showing us, but she said we all did well (I hope that included me). It will be interesting to see how my (slowly) increasing level of fitness impacts my ability to feel comfortable while dancing. Tonight I felt weird and out of place.

In other news, because of the sheer volume of rehearsals we have for this show, I will be unable to go to the gym in the afternoons. That means I'm going to have to get up reaaaly early in the mornings to make it to my Body Pump classes. This will be the real test of my devotion. I hate getting up super early for anything, and most AM Body Pump classes start at 5:30. IN THE MORNING.

Le Sigh.

In other, other news, I'm still going strong with my dietary goals. I'm starting to miss fast food less and less, but I still sometimes have to resist the urge to cross traffic, pull into a McDonald's and order a mess of chicken nuggets. More on that in another blog, however.

So the moral of this post? If you can't stand the heat in the muggy warehouse during choreography rehearsal, maybe you shouldn't wear jeans. Or clothes. But that would just be obscene.

Now I'm going to take a shower.

Until next time, dragon slayers.


  1. "Le Sigh." Casey, you're awesome :) Getting up early in the morning sucks. The only thing I've found good about early morning workouts is that once it's done, it's done. You also have all freaking day to curse yourself if you didn't do it. Go ahead, dance naked. You're part of an artsy theatre group. They need to learn to adapt to that sort of thing.

  2. My input: I understand the acting is something you really enjoy doing; but if you find you can't get up and go workout early in the AM; then I say the theater gets put on hold. Your goal and dedication to this right now; which is SAVING YOUR LIFE AND EXTENDING IT...has to be the top priority. IMO.
    Love ya little brudda.


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