I have a dance lesson booked for tonight.
I sacrificed my dance lessons throughout the summer to accommodate my budget restraints. I have had one dance lesson the past two and a half months. I am soooo ready to go back!
I need to get moving again. I need that boost of endorphins that is released by exercise, music and being around people.
Dancing is a step in the right direction. But I know that I need more. I need to follow my Zumba-lust.
I need to find my happy again. I have looked for it in chip bags and the cookie jar. It's not there. I think it is hidden somewhere between dancing and Zumba.
Now if only I could find the shoes that go with that ...