Some would question whether or not what I'm listening to could even be called music. My sons come to mind first!
I've decided to take myself back to the walking circle, track, mall, whatever I can find open and available to get my posterior in gear to feel GOOD!
I'm listening to my favorite reggeaton - Notch! Listening to it makes me want to wiggle my hips, strut, dance the latin dances, and do naughty things to my husband. The backbeat is STRONG which is essential to walk to. It also has a reasonbly fast tempo. Not exhausting but certainly enough to make me stop talking and break a sweat! I'm soooo ready to do all of those things. So I'm climbing out of the pity pool and drying off my pruny psyche! I'm ready to strut off some of this angsty sadness that has permeated my life for the last week. What's changed? My kids went back to school today Why did I used to like it when they were home? Oh yeah... I was YOUNGER and in better shape to keep up with them. Now it's a race to keep up and I'm perpetually exhausted from trying and failing.
No, this blog post isn't very long but it's long enough to convey what I want. THE PITY PARTY IS OVER AND THERE IS NO. LAST. CALL!!! To my friends who dropped in to comfort me, THANK YOU. Special thanks to those who were unafraid to hand me a towel with the unspoken message that it was time to get out and dry off. I heard you the 13th time already.... sheesh~ Seriously though, THANKS! There is nothing that compares to having a friend who is brave enough and loves you enough to tell you to get off your ass and stop feeling sorry for yourself! I'm a lucky woman ;-}
Hugs,
Karyn
