I didn’t expect it to ever happen.
- Let alone have the domino effect it did.
- And be so much fun too!
- I love my cousin.
It was the evening of New Year’s Day.
- The “new year, new you” bug hit me.
- I stayed up late that night Googling to figure out what I might like to do.
- I checked out belly dancing.
I found a class in my area.
- And began to come up with excuses about why it wouldn’t work.
- I would have to go out in the dark by myself – oh my!
- What if everyone laughed at me?
I texted my cousin to see if she would do the six-week class with me.
- We had talked about doing another dance class a few years ago.
- The location wasn’t that far from her house.
- If Paula would do it, I would do it.
I was shocked when she texted back a big yes.
- That meant I had to do it.
- Class started the next week.
I was a nervous wreck for the next week.
- I even made James do a practice drive to the dance studio so I would know where to park.
- Had I made a mistake?
- Did I really want to go through the pain for starting to move more?
I was ready to throw up before the first class.
- When Paula showed up, there was no backing out.
- She gave me a hello hug.
- We walked to the first class together.
My mind escalated with concerns.
- What was I thinking?
- Could I make it through the class?
- Paula guided me to our space on the dance floor.
By the end of the class, I had been introduced to many long forgotten muscles.
- I crawled to my car with Paula.
- I was too exhausted to be elated I survived.
- I promised I would see her next week.
After that, my life started accelerating.
- I kept showing for dance classes because Paula was there.
- I decided it was time to start working with my trainer again.
- I had more pep in my step.
Last night was the last class for this session.
- I’m going to continue with my dancing – I love it.
- Paula’s life is too hectic right now to keep going.
- I’m so grateful she made time to take the dance class with me for six weeks.
With that simple “Yes!” Paula changed my life. Thank you Paula!
Has your life changed with a simple “Yes” before?
It was time quit my gym.
- Perhaps overdue.
- And the right thing for ME to do.
- Even though the gym is lovely.
I’ve been using joy as a standard for my life this year.
- If something doesn’t feel joyful, I find a more joyful alternative.
- I’ve never lived life with joy or even fun as a minimum standard before.
- It’s taking some getting used to – but much more delightful!
If you’ve been reading my blog, you know I’m expanding a lot with the physical this year too.
- Belly dancing.
- Training with Mollie.
- Kayaking in a 10K race this fall.
One of the things still bringing me down was my gym membership.
- Yes, I need to do cardio.
- But the gym didn’t make my heart sing.
- I decided to look deeper at my gym issue.
Here’s what I realized…
- I can give you all sorts of stories about why I don’t like my gym.
- But in reality, they don’t matter.
- They are just stories made up to frame the fact I don’t like going there.
The UGH factor is what really matters.
- I don’t need to fix anything.
- My body trying to communicate with me.
- Going to the gym is not in alignment with my joy.
Of course, I couldn’t leave it at just that.
- My mind insisted on some logic.
- AKA a story to justify my decision.
- I asked myself, “What would I rather do for cardio?”
The answer was sitting on the couch.
- Both of them.
- Barking their fool heads off.
- James and the girls walk about a 5K every day.
I hadn’t been in shape to join them before – I’m closer now.
- All three would love me to do so.
- And it would be fun.
- Need I say more?
My joyful option was communicating with me very LOUDLY.
- Who am I to argue?
- I did the deed this afternoon.
- Signed the termination papers.
Now I’m sitting here excited to figure out how I’m going to keep up with the three of them!
- Have you tried using joy or fun as a deciding force in your life?
- How does it work for you?
Saturday afternoon, James and I went to the Ypsi Alehouse for a late lunch.
- The Ypsi Alehouse just opened.
- Is owned by James’ cousin.
- And is already known for amazing food and beer.
James ordered chorizo nachos and subbed fries for tortilla chips.
- He’s a major athlete.
- Swims about a 4K and walks the dogs around a 5K most days.
- He burns a ton of calories every day – and enjoys good food.
I posted a photo of his decadence on Facebook and immediately got some concerned messages from friends.
- What are you eating?
- Are you staying on plan?
- And so forth.
The questions surprised me a bit.
- I love going out to eat with James.
- The smells, the sites, the fun menus…
- If there’s nothing that honors my food allergies, I simply get something to drink and enjoy spending time with the man I adore.
I’ve been going out with James this way for a few months.
- We love talking with each other.
- A restaurant experience can add ambiance to a conversation.
- I always have something to eat in my purse and don’t really worry about the food he’s eating.
I don’t have any desires to “cheat” at restaurants and special events.
- Cheating food makes me sick.
- After effects are painful.
- It’s much more romantic to have a nice glass of wine with a handsome man.
I realized after the caring messages on Saturday eating to honor my body has become my new normal – my new home space.
Are you happy with your home space?