Wednesday, March 05, 2014
Okay guys, I will admit it for an over 60 year old gal sometimes I am a bit of a baby. Okay, so I was the baby of the family and my 95 year old mom is surprised when finding out I can actually do things er like making important phone calls and such. Sigh!
Having admitting to this flaw. You won't be surprised when I tell you that it actually bothered me when one of my Zumba instructors would always pick out the most prettiest, most athletic dancer in our class to heap praise on. I thought to myself, why pick out someone who has got it together? Why not pick the out-of-shape person, who is out of step for a little praise? I know, I know, it is so high school isn't it?
Anyhow, like the proverbial turtle and the hare, I still went to the class feeling invisible. But you know slowly but surely my faithful slogging along has been rewarding. The first reward was I got fitter, the second reward I got insight into a failing of mine - shouldn't I be able to just go inside myself to feel better and do I always need outside approval? Third reward, I saw that I fell victim to that green-eyed monster of jealousy. Good on athletic girl for keeping herself in shape and being proud of it.
Adding to these intrinsic rewards is the fact that in private this instructor has been now giving all sorts of positive messages. The other day she walked by and said, "Hello gorgeous!" I asked her to play a jive song and she kept me back after class and showed me some great high-level jive moves.
So, what am I trying to say? At my age and at this far along in the story I sometimes forget I guess my message is just try and get over yourself and the insecurities and just go for the music and the fun! Turn off that silly brain with the negative tapes running and enjoy!