If you hadn't already guessed by reading Wednesday night's drunken post, I had a tough day on Wednesday. I got some bad news, my paternal grandfather passed away. I had made plans with my friends to go out on Wednesday night before I received the news, and I ended up going out. I overindulged...
Thursday, I was feeling some of the after effects of my night out. I went to groove and went between nearly crying and feeling sick. It was a tough class to get through, but I did it. I was supposed to run with K, but between not feeling great and having made a promise to Bella to take her to a Christmas program it didn't work out. I did go to Zumba in the evening and got to hang out with some of my favorite people and got some help with my playlist for the class that I had to teach. I am so grateful for an awesome friend/mentor who has helped me so much with all my Zumba stuff and has been an incredible friend.
This morning I taught my first official Zumba class. It went well, I messed up a few times but I played it off pretty well. I am going to have to work on my calling and work on not worrying about messing up. Just loosen up overall.
Today's a new day, things are going to get better.