This post will be a random collection of random things and memories I’ve had and jotted down over the last couple of weeks, so bear with me. Then tell me random stuff about yourself so I don’t feel so weird.
So this one time….
//I got a ticket (this was like a month ago) for improperly wearing my seatbelt. I always, always wear a seatbelt, but I had a kinda bad car accident a few years back, and I hated the way the seatbelt felt when it locked against my collarbone. I started slipping the belt behind my left arm, and finally got caught for it a few weeks ago. That’s bad. But the cop told me about this clippy thing that I could put on the belt that will lift it away from my chest. Wish I had known that before I got into the really bad habit of slipping the belt behind my armpit. That was an expensive lesson to learn.
//I’m really sore constantly this week. I officially am signed up to do my Body Pump cert next month, so in the next month or so, I am going to as many classes as possible to get some cueing hints and to pick up good stuff from other teachers…
//This has been good because I’m getting exposure to one really good teacher in particular, and even though I teach Zumba now, I’ve taken some of her helpful hints and reminders to my class. I got a compliment yesterday about how this was “one of the best classes”. Some of the things I remembered to do included providing the class with lower impact options, and walking to the back of the class so I could interact with some of the folks on the back row. All things you can forget, but can be easily picked back up.
//I’ve stopped wearing makeup to work. It started a few weeks ago, when I was just too tired. It’s a combo of being too tired and wanting to treat my skin well. I’ve started using Proactiv, and my acne has, for the most part, cleared up, so I feel pretty confident going “naked” to work.
I think people are kind of getting used to it, and will probably be startled when I actually wear makeup one of these days. For right now, I’m just focused on taking good care of my skin.
//My sister had a birthday last week, which got me thinking about the drama surrounding the day she was born. Or rather, the days leading up to that day. Do you have time for a short story? Our car broke down, my mother proceeds to go into early(ish) labor, my father had to jog to a payphone to call the ambulance (it was like 1990) and they carted my mom away. The cop drove us home in his backseat.
//Fun fact: by the time my mom was my age (26) she had three kids. I have three pets. So there’s that.
Your turn! Tell me something random!
