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’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….