Health.

Hollie will be a year old soon. Which means I can no longer use, "I just had a baby" as an excuse for anything. I feel like people were accepting of that post-baby grace period of turning things down, forgetting important events, not responding to texts... but it's over. 

We had a good run, baby. 

Her birthday has sparked my desire to return to the Family Fitness Center. We've been on a looooong hiatus- me and that place. I've been feeling a little more ready to "attempt" to make my health a priority and Wednesday mornings seemed a great place to start. Wednesday at 8:30 is a fun dance-based fitness class called LaBlast (different from Zumba, and better in my opinion). I showed up for class, feeling proud of myself for actually making it to the building (which is literally across the street from my house...),  but soon noticed the other attendees putting mats on the floor. Unless things have gotten weird, you just don't dance with mats on the ground!

 I start to feel nervous. 

I ask the instructor, "Is this still LaBlast?" 

As she walks over, I realize, I KNOW her! We are in a carpool together! She says, "that teacher actually quit in December." 

Ohhhhhkay. "So what is this class?" 

She smiles. "Insanity."

INSANITY??! 

She must've noticed my immediate frozen terror because she throws out, "it's okay if you don't want to stay." 

You don't have to tell me twice! I start chucking my stuff back in my bag but she doesn't leave her place by my side. "I promise it's actually a fun class. and you can modify everything. BUT... you don't have to stay." 

Mind games! It was a hard decision. But I stayed.  

Was it insane? YES. 

Did I modify every single move? Pretty much. 

Did I have to take pain meds for two days following a single class? Absolutely. 

Was I proud of myself? As long as I don't think of that long, giant, window that gives the rest of the ENTIRE building the ability to watch my "graceful" modifications 

Will I go back?? Undetermined. 

The biggest bonus since I know the instructor? Later that day, I received a text message telling me it was awesome that I stayed in class. And if you know me, you know I love me some words of affirmation! 

(look at that red and sweaty face!)

The next day I tried out Water Aerobics. Nice, low-impact water aerobics. With a bunch of joyful geriatric swimmers. My People. 

This might be where I belong.