Today was the big day. I had my audition to become an instructor this morning. Of course, the weather was awful (storming insanely), I was feeling pretty awful (due to a certain timing of the month… if you get my drift), and my kids were acting like nothing was different about today. What?!?! Didn’t they know how important today was? From the first sip of my morning coffee, I was receiving text messages from friends, uplifting me, letting me know…
A week from tomorrow is my audition to become a Jazzercise instructor. A week. The waiting is agony. I’m nervous because in some ways I feel like I’m not ready. I’m anxious because in many ways I feel like I am ready and just want to get it over with. The days loom over me as I wait. Practice. Wait. Hurt. Wait. Practice some more. That’s the cycle I’m in, and I’m ready for it to be over! This entire…
On the very last game of my son’s soccer season, some players didn’t show up for the game, so my son played goalie for the second half. He hadn’t played goalie all season, but he rose up to the challenge. He played really well, made some great stops, but also had 2 goals scored on him as well. Overall, he had a really great game and his team won. After the game, his dad and I asked him if he…
I obsess over numbers. Or more precisely, I obsess over the scale. I weigh myself every day. Every morning. Sometimes in the afternoon. Every night when I change into my pajamas. I stare at those numbers, sometimes in ecstasy as they reflect a desired change and sometimes in frustration when they reflect decisions that weren’t so kind to my calorie count. But why? Why do I step on that little square, worry about what it’ll say, wonder what I could…
I’ve been getting a ton of telemarketers on my cell phone, so if there’s a phone number that is calling me, I typically don’t pick up the phone and send it straight to voice mail. So on Friday when I got a call from Florida while cooking dinner, I just ignored it. When I heard the alert that I received a voice mail, I assumed it was another cut off robot voice telling me that I owed the IRS money…
For those of you who do not know, I’ve been training to become a Jazzercise instructor. It’s not something that I ever thought I would do, but it became a natural transition. I loved taking the classes. I loved encouraging other women. Why not do both at the same time? To be honest with you, I thought this would be easy. I had been doing all of the routines high impact, and I’m in the best shape of my life….
This past week, my entire family went to Disney World for spring break. This is the second time we have gone, and this one was special because my youngest was aware of everything. She loved all the characters; she enjoyed some of the rides; she ate macaroni and cheese every day. Since this was our second time through, there was less pressure to ride everything, we were familiar with the layout of the parks, and we knew how to work…
So during a workout this past week, we were dancing to Meghan’s Trainor’s song “I’m a Lady.” All of her songs are filled with confidence, women empowerment, etc. and for some reason, the lyrics of this song struck me. She sings, “And I don’t look like them (But I ain’t worried about it)I don’t talk like them (But I ain’t worried about it)I know I’m a gem.I ain’t worried about it, I ain’t worried about it‘Cause I’m a lady.” I…
With all of my pregnancies, I really tried to do low impact exercise to stay healthy and active. Most of the time, that meant I walked a lot, but my third pregnancy was a summer baby. The last thing I wanted to do was walk while being all hot and big in the spring and summer Georgia heat. Then, I remember reading on Facebook about a free month trial of Jazzercise at my local recreation center. I had a fellow…
If you want to be successful in whatever food path you take, it can’t be a diet.