Hello sunshine my old friend..
Its Friday, February 17. Currently 56 degrees. I went for a walk in a t-shirt today. HOORAY! Oh the perks of global warming. (j/k, j/k) Have you ever noticed how often adults talk about the weather. I mean, when you were a kid, did you ever stop and think, “I can’t wait to become an adult and chat about the local forcast.” (stay young forever children. The future may be bright, but its also filled with a million self-proclaimed meteorologists)
I was recently home sick for a few days. It was the kind of illness that kept me couch-bound, in the dark, with soggy tissues crammed up my nostrils. My eyes were watery, unable to open to watch tv or stalk people on social media. Damn it sucked. I physically did nothing, yet lost 3 pounds. My immune system was in full gear and burned thru whatever I ate (bring on the 50% off valentine candy!!!) Don’t worry, I ate a crap-load of oranges too.
I missed Barre wednesday and thursday night. Totally bummed!! Thursday night was “Date Night,” an opportunity to bring your man-child (yes, they are all children) to show off your mad skillz (and/or) watch him quiver and shake and make fun of him FOREVERRRR. My husband was so relieved. The man can’t touch his toes.
But I really shouldn’t make fun of him. First of all, I love how supportive he is. When I wanted to join BCB, he was ecstatic for me. I am the non-girliest girl that ever girled. This was the girliest thing he’s ever seen me do. I grew up in bare feet, terrorizing the neighborhood on my ten-speed bike. (If I could get away with doing that today, I would.) He always asks me how my class went. He always wants to know if I made any friends. I try to tell him, we don’t sit around and chit chat. But the reality is that ‘I’ don’t chit chat. I’m very quiet. I keep to myself. I haven’t had a close female friend since my girlfriend passed away from stomach cancer 9 years ago. I am guarded, I guess….But at times, relieved. I don’t have to go wine tasting, pure romance partying or get manicures.
I have nothing against beautiful women, I mean HELLO!!!!, have you seen our barre instructors!!! (insert a million heart eye emojis)
We each have a unique story. We are on this earth, navigating and making more trash together (start recycling people).
I’m proud of myself for joining Beer City Barre. It was out of my comfort zone, but something I always wanted to do. I hope my writing encourages you in some way. I also hope my writing doesn’t offend you (my husband thinks I curse too much).
And lastly, I encourage us to say Hey, Hi, Hello to each other, especially me.
And as always, I’ll see you at the barre..