My New Passion

So I found out today that my "August 16th" turned to "August 17th." ...Go figure; it would be one day later...just to test my patience a little more! Haha! Normally, that might bum me out. Other things going on could very potentially bum me out, too.

But not after tonight. :) You see, some girls are passionate about chocolate (which I was). Some girls are  passionate about boys, flirting, and dating (which I used to be). The list of passions goes on and on.

But after tonight, I have a new passion: Zumba dancing. :) One of my best friends, Brittney, and I have wanted to go to a Zumba class on campus all semester. It's really awesome because BYU-Idaho has all these free work-out classes offered...like pilates, abs that rock, zumba, kick boxing, hip hop, etc. etc. Brittney and I talked about going to a Zumba class all semester, but we never really got around to it.

But tonight we did. :) And it changed my life! haha :) We were tempted not to go because it was snowing and cold and we had to walk about a mile to get to campus...but I'm so glad we went! :)

We walked into the Zumba class about a minute or so late, and they had already started! What was even more intimidating was EVERYONE knew what they were doing; I swear! I felt kind of completely ridiculous when I started, but it was pretty easy to catch on.

What I love about Zumba is it's kind of a mix between Latin and African dancing on crack or something like that. Haha! What I'm getting at is that Zumba is LEGIT. :)

When I was 16, I used to always tell my dad, "I could date everyday twice a day for the rest of my life and be happy!" HA! Clearly, I was young and naive then! Now, I'm going to say something much more truthful: "I could Zumba dance everyday twice a day for the rest of my life and be happy!"

....And I just might do that. :)

August 16th.

August 16.... you'll notice I put up a countdown on this blog. ...I'm not excited or anything. ;-)

Life is interesting that way... Sometimes you anxiously anticipate something so much that it feels like it will never, ever come. But then the closer it actually gets, the more okay you actually are with being patient and waiting.

Granted, I do have a countdown on my blog...so maybe that's not all that patient. Haha! But really...I'm grateful. Grateful that my patience has been tested. Grateful that I've had the opportunity and the blessing to grow on my own. Grateful for the experiences it has put me through - both the good and the bad. Grateful that I am who I am today because I've had to learn patience.

The saying goes that the best things in life are worth waiting for. I'm a firm believer in that. :)