When I started going to Zumba classes, I did a lot of the movements at half speed. I had to pace myself. I still do, but I am pushing myself more now than I did a few years ago. I go as much as I can, and I hate to miss class. It is literally the best part of Mondays and Wednesdays.
I am an optimist. Loyal, and honest to a fault. I am stubborn. When I make up my mind to do something, I usually don’t change it. I can be firm on my decisions, and hard to sway from something I have already committed to in my mind.
I use this to my advantage. I am working really hard at everything in my daily life right now. I don’t know if it’s because I hit that number 42 this year, and things are all clicking into place at this point in my life, but things seem to be going well right now. *Knocks on wood*
I am making progress in my cleaning and organizing challenges. It is not fast, or furious, but it is coming along, one frenzied spurt at a time. I plan to dive back into it this weekend. I really hope to get enough done that I can share pictures soon.
I am working on my health too. I am constantly talking about Trim Healthy Mama, and whether or not the food I am eating at any given meal is on or off plan. I am cooking more, and I tried a salad in a Mason jar for lunch one day this week. It was fabulous. I may add those into my regular lunch rotation, with a little less dressing.
I am Blogging, hear me type! This is a new adventure for me, and I am having a lot of fun. I am Always Thinking…so it is nice to have a focus for some of my thoughts. I really enjoy watching for likes and comments, especially from strangers. It is great to have support from your friends and family, but the kindness of strangers in the Blogging world is truly phenomenal. There has been a lot of support and encouragement since I have started, and that motivates me to keep going.
Which brings me to the point of my story. People are using words like engaging and inspirational when they are commenting about my work. Wait, what? Me? Really? Oh, Thank you! is exactly how I feel when this happens. I am learning how to accept compliments, and those are some mighty big ones! I am flabbergasted by the word inspirational. Not me. I am just me. I am starting to believe that I can tell stories and be funny. But I am the same person I always was. Maybe a little more focused and better at following through with things, but not inspirational. Not me.
So if I stop for a moment when I hear or read a compliment, sometimes I am just processing what I am hearing or reading. I might need a moment to understand that you are sincere, and figuring out an appropriate response. I realize that a simple thank you is the standard reply for a compliment, and sometimes the delay is longer than expected for my reply, whether in person or online. Trust me when I say that I may truly be in shock when I am experiencing this, and I am learning how to accept the praise, and even starting to pay it forward with saying nice things to other people too.
Quirky, stubborn, geeky, fun; with a wicked sense of humour, I believe. Inspirational is not a word I would choose to describe myself. It seems so much bigger than I am, but if people are getting that feeling from me just being myself, well I guess I must be doing something right!