Teaching An Old Dog New Tricks...

I passed! I passed! I got 88% on both tests! Now, I have to find a mentor and do some practice teaching in his/her class. Then I have to teach an entire class on my own and have the course instructor observe it. Oh boy, this is the hard part.

It makes me physically ill just thinking about it. What keeps me going?...I know I would love it once I got the hang of it. It's just getting out there the first few times that's the hardest...getting use to the moves, keeping in step with the music, and getting comfortable with how my (post-baby) body moves.

Some days I wonder...what the hell was I thinking? At 38, are we too old to re-invent ourselves?

In Need Of Socks..

It occured to me, as I was folding the laundry, that I own several pairs of socks with holes in them. I think I may have known this for some time and put them on my mental checklist whenever I head off to the store.

But so many things take priority on that list like diapers, formula, ballet slippers...that socks for Mom gets bumped to the "I'll get that next time" list. Why is it so hard for grown woman to buy herself some socks if she needs them?

Update...the Basic Fitness Theory course is brutal. I write the test, as well as another test, after two full days of a Group Fitness course (oh! there will be sweating!). I've been studying in 20-30 minute intervals when the baby decides she wants to play or have a power nap. Not sure how much is sinking in...

Stepping Out Of My Comfort Zone...

I did it! I enrolled in those fitness courses and they start tonight! I feel nervous and a little nauseous.

My biggest fear? Being the heaviest one in the group and people wondering what I'm doing there. There are only five of us in the class so there's no place for me to hide.

Wish me luck...

For The Love Of Reading...

A small group of moms in my community have formed a book club. On Wednesday, we got together to choose our very first book. We are a varied group, from those who read a book a week to those who do not read at all. I fall in the middle, averaging about 2-3 books per month. We pretty much all agreed on the content though...no gore, cheesy romance, or anything too heavy in plot. We wanted something smart and fun, something to get the non-readers hooked. Our selection this time was The Gatecrasher by Madeleine Wickham.

The idea of being part of this group was exciting. Who hasn't read a great book and wished they could share it with someone else? I use to constantly chase my husband with One For The Money by Janet Evanovich (one of my faves). "Just read it. Trust me, you'll love it..." It didn't work on him, but eventually it did on my sister.

I love to read and could easily spend an entire day with my nose in a book. But I try to pace myself. If it's a great book though, then it's all I can think about and I can't wait to get back to it. I try to "save" my book when I'm alone and under the covers at night. That's Mommy's "quiet time".

Then it's time to turn off my life and lose myself in someone else's world.

Cluck, cluck, cluck...

I haven't signed up for those fitness courses yet...I'm a big chicken.

Let's Get Physical...

Oh boy! How's this for stepping out of my comfort zone...I have the opportunity to take a few courses that will allow me to teach a fitness class!

I've spoken to a few friends and they've said that it would be a bonus to have a class taught by a "normal" sized person rather than a supermodel wanna-be that doesn't even break a sweat.

But the thought of standing in front of a class to do anything, makes me ill. Time is running out, the courses start in two weeks. Not sure if I can get up the nerve to do it.

But I'd have no other choice but to get in shape, would I? And this year is all about shaking things up...

Yikes!

I weighed myself...blah! 51lbs to meet my goal weight...can it be done? Of course it can! Look at those people on The Biggest Loser, how can I complain about 51 pounds? Luckily, my husband is looking to drop a few pounds as well. Maybe we'll make it a competition, I work better under pressure...