I love ZUMBA!
I actually got up early this morning just to go to Zumba!
Luke came in at 8:30 to ask when I wanted him to set my alarm for. I told him 8:30. He said "It is 8:30." I said "8:45". So he set it and went out to finish getting ready for work. Then 5 minutes later we got a wrong number (and I swear the guy sounded TOTALLY wasted!) which I answered since the phone was right next to my head. After I hung up I started to try to go back to sleep, but then from the foggy recesses of my mind surfaced the thought that today was Tuesday, which triggered the reminder that I would get to go to Zumba tonight. I started to drift off again when another thought surfaced: "Oh wait, they have 10am class. I wanted to go to that." And then something miraculous happened.
I got up.
I didn't lay there deliberating and vacillating like I do most mornings I have to get up "early" for something (even something that cannot be cancelled). I just...got up! And I was ....gasp....happy.
Okay, so you're probably thinking 8:40am is NOT early. Well, for me it is. Especially after the sleep deprived extended weekend I just endured. (For details visit my newest blog at http://justanotherdayinparadise.webs.com/)
So anyway, I totally enjoyed the class even though I had to rush so much to get there on time that I only managed to get down one bite of a PB sandwich and one gulp of milk before dashing out the door and leaving my breakfast on the counter. (Meanwhile the kids, of course, had full bellies.) Still, when I left, I felt totally motivated. I am determined to start living my life differently. I am going to stop avoiding the stuff I hate and JUST DO IT. Because I will be happier and everyone around me will be happier if I do. To that end, I am finally going to just freaking CHOOSE an exercise support group and stop vacillating about which one and worrying over whether the group will be a good fit. If it's not I'll just join a different one- it's not the end of the world.
Sometimes my own fear of failure and embarrassment really annoys the crap out of me.
So anyway. That is what I am doing.
Right now I'm focusing on a few small but firm decisions.
I am going to divide my day by hour long sections and if something takes more or less time, whatever. It will work itself out. No more microscheduling- I can't stick to it.
The things I am most focused on accomplishing are these:
1 hour devoted to exercise each day + 1 hour prep & travel time
1 hour devoted to working on my novel each day
2 hours devoted to Ethan's school time each day
and a minimum of 1 hour devoted to cleaning/picking up the house each day
Luke came in at 8:30 to ask when I wanted him to set my alarm for. I told him 8:30. He said "It is 8:30." I said "8:45". So he set it and went out to finish getting ready for work. Then 5 minutes later we got a wrong number (and I swear the guy sounded TOTALLY wasted!) which I answered since the phone was right next to my head. After I hung up I started to try to go back to sleep, but then from the foggy recesses of my mind surfaced the thought that today was Tuesday, which triggered the reminder that I would get to go to Zumba tonight. I started to drift off again when another thought surfaced: "Oh wait, they have 10am class. I wanted to go to that." And then something miraculous happened.
I got up.
I didn't lay there deliberating and vacillating like I do most mornings I have to get up "early" for something (even something that cannot be cancelled). I just...got up! And I was ....gasp....happy.
Okay, so you're probably thinking 8:40am is NOT early. Well, for me it is. Especially after the sleep deprived extended weekend I just endured. (For details visit my newest blog at http://justanotherdayinparadise.webs.com/)
So anyway, I totally enjoyed the class even though I had to rush so much to get there on time that I only managed to get down one bite of a PB sandwich and one gulp of milk before dashing out the door and leaving my breakfast on the counter. (Meanwhile the kids, of course, had full bellies.) Still, when I left, I felt totally motivated. I am determined to start living my life differently. I am going to stop avoiding the stuff I hate and JUST DO IT. Because I will be happier and everyone around me will be happier if I do. To that end, I am finally going to just freaking CHOOSE an exercise support group and stop vacillating about which one and worrying over whether the group will be a good fit. If it's not I'll just join a different one- it's not the end of the world.
Sometimes my own fear of failure and embarrassment really annoys the crap out of me.
So anyway. That is what I am doing.
Right now I'm focusing on a few small but firm decisions.
I am going to divide my day by hour long sections and if something takes more or less time, whatever. It will work itself out. No more microscheduling- I can't stick to it.
The things I am most focused on accomplishing are these:
1 hour devoted to exercise each day + 1 hour prep & travel time
1 hour devoted to working on my novel each day
2 hours devoted to Ethan's school time each day
and a minimum of 1 hour devoted to cleaning/picking up the house each day
posted by KMD at 12:54 PM
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