Today, I went to my first Jazzercise class in over a year and a half. I got an email New Years Day for a special they were having; no joining fee and no monthly payment till February. My plan was to start back up when Cooper started kindergarten. I would be saving the money I pay for preschool and have more time to get there since I don't drop Cooper off until 8:55 and class is at 9:15. I no intention of doing this until I got the email, it was almost like God was giving me a sign saying "it's time".
I feel like I've been in a bad mood since I gave it up. I never really wanted quit, we were moving and needed to cut expenses and there was a babysitter there that always said negative things about Cameron. I just gave up. That babysitter is still there, but Cameron is better now so if he does cry then it's her fault, not his. Today he hugged the babysitter, a different one, as we were leaving so he's all good.
I was a bit nervous driving up. I felt like the girl who left home without saying goodbye only to show up a few years later. I was welcomed back with open arms, and Jazzercise, well it's like riding a bike. The instructor did some older songs so I remembered some of the routines. I felt like I never missed a beat. Now I just have to let Angie give me a class manager position back so I can get free Jazzercise.
So happy to be back!!!