nice short zumba video

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6lcTWHXvvBI&feature=share

Perhaps to understand the end result, it is necessary to re-visit the beginning. The whole beginning- not just the parts you wish to remember

That Girl

Sometimes I wonder if I was smarter when I was younger. Back then, if a relationship was one-sided, I was smart enough to end it. When something in my life wasn’t to my liking, I took action- I changed it. I was never beaten. I was ever-hopeful.
I would love to be “that girl” again. That one who wasn’t afraid to challenge this life. That girl who ended relationships and made better ones. That girl who didn’t settle for anything less than what she wanted. That girl-the one who loved more deeply, the one who was fearless, and the one who had hope enough to try to make her dreams come true.
She didn’t care about acceptance.  She didn’t care about petty things. She wasn’t material, and she sure as hell wasn’t afraid of imperfection.  She embraced it.

No one handles defeat well, especially me.  Yet somehow I feel defeated every day. It doesn’t take much. I try to take pleasure in the small, seemingly insignificant things. I notice and appreciate every small victory.
…a good parking spot
…a great writing pen
…a good book
…getting to change into my pajamas at the end of a long day
…favorite socks
…music
…art that ellicits the correct response
…words that move me
…birds singing
…people smiling even though I have no idea what they are smiling about
…sunsets so beautiful they are art painted by God’s own hand
On good days, I search out things that make me smile. On bad days, I drink in all that makes me sad. Wish I could quit drinking!