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Technically, I’m not sure if this is Day 2 of my challenge or not since Day 1 was more of an intro, but for the sake of staying with the calendar, I’m going to say it’s Day 2.  To clarify what I appreciate from Day 1, I’ll go ahead and say that I appreciate people who stay motivated and take the time to find an interest/project to work on for 365 days.  Now, back to Day 2…

Today I’m focusing on my love and appreciation for dance fitness.  This may not be a familiar topic for everyone reading, and since my thoughts go a mile a minute, I’ll slow down and provide some background information.  Dance fitness is a form of group exercise that involves different types of dancing–sounds self explanatory.  Think Richard Simmons-Sweatin’ to the Oldies, Jazzercise, Crunch cardio, and the one I really want to focus on: Zumba!  Zumba has really become popular within gyms and at home through video games and DVDs.  Right now, I attend 3-5 Zumba/dance classes at my gym a week and I love it.  I first started my Zumba experience through the video game for Playstation 3.  I’m not really a dancer and initially the idea of group exercise was very intimidating.  The video game was great.  It helped me get used to some of the moves, and even though my character was not always lit green (which means you’re doing well), I still felt like I was getting a workout.  And let’s be honest, the PS3 Move controllers are not the greatest when it comes to motion games, so I justified a lot of my errors due to the gaming system.  After spending a couple of weeks in the safety of my home learning the main Zumba moves, I decided to try some free classes at a local gym.  It was fun at first, but unfortunately the room was overcrowded and the routine was the same for all 3 classes I attended.  I decided it wasn’t worth paying for a gym membership, and would just have to continue to Zumba at home until…a wonderful friend introduced me to Zumba/Just Dance classes at another local gym.  She said she had been going for a few months and had lost 20 lbs.  I attended my first class the next week and signed my membership contract right after it ended.  I was so excited and glad that I had pushed myself out of my comfort zone and boundaries at home.  The instructors were inviting and so were the other members who attended the classes.  I watched as more people caught onto the trend and the room filled.  Now, you have to get a ticket early, just to guarantee a spot in the max: 70 class.

The lead instructor of the Zumba classes at the gym has her own dance fitness company.  In two weeks she is holding an instructor interest seminar and workshop to prepare for auditions for her instructor team.  This has been on my mind a majority of the time since she announced this three days ago.  I’m not a trained dancer, and besides Zumba and her dance classes, I really have no other experience dancing.  I’m not outgoing, and I feel like this is the main weakness I have when it comes to attending this workshop and auditioning.  However, I also recognize that I need to push myself, just like the way I pushed myself to attend the classes in the first place.

Short tangent that is not as random as it will seem: Currently, I work at an elementary school.  Today, the guidance counselor was teaching a lesson to a 1st grade class about being scared.  She asked them if adults ever got scared, and the class collectively answered no.  She went on to explain that adults do get scared and that it’s normal.  The example she shared told of how she would be scared if she started a new job or were to start working at a different school.  Her example struck me, and I thought to myself, that seems like a better example for “nervous”.  I felt that she could’ve thought of a better example for “scared”.  However, as I think about this workshop and putting myself out there to audition to be a dance instructor, I realize SCARED is exactly how I feel.  I’m completely terrified…it’s beyond nervous.

So I’m really not sure what to do.  I know that some outgoing people out there will read this and say the answer is simple: just do it, what do you have to lose?  And it’s easy to think that and repeat that to myself at times, but when it really comes down to it, it’s a very hard feeling to get past.  It’s hard for me to explain how I feel about this, but it is an interest and profession that I have considered prior to actually experiencing the dance classes.  Fitness, exercise, health and athletics are very important to me.  Some of my friends have said that they could see a fitness/exercise related field as my profession because I’m pretty much obsessed with working out and I focus on my health and the health of others a lot.  I’m not perfect by any means, and I often fall off track with my own health regimen, but it is something that is always a focus and always on my mind.

I apologize for this post being chaotic.  Honestly, I’m thinking that my 365 posts are going to be unorganized and very “free.”  It’s my way of sorting out my thoughts and getting them out into the open.  I’m hoping to be able to learn from my own thoughts and my own words, as well as the comments and contributions of others.  To sum up the hope and fear that is going on in my head…

I am hopeful of finding something that I love

I am scared to step out of my comfort zone

I am scared of judgement by others

I have social anxiety around people I do not know well…I’m very reserved for the people I feel most comfortable with

I am scared of failure and of rejection

I am scared that I’m too confident…more inner-confidence than I should have, while showing little-zero confidence on the outside

I am hopeful that I’ll find a way to show more outside confidence

I am hopeful that I will realize it doesn’t matter what other people think because who really gives a fuck in the long run

I am hopeful that I will realize that I oveanalyze myself way more than others do


Ok so clearly my thoughts are all over the map since I have created 5 categories within my blog and have managed to only put 1 post for each.  I really don’t have a theme or direction for this blog, but then again my handle is a variation of the word ‘eclectic’ so in fact maybe the name is the theme…hmm?

As I was reading through other WordPress blogs today, I found one that was really interesting and unique.  Kick Off 2012 with Project 365 was one of the WordPress News posts.  It talked about people who had completed or started a themed daily project for a year.  The examples covered a variety of topics from finding a new “burger art” each day to blogging about a different breakfast each day.  The idea was intriguing, but every topic I thought of seemed very forced and uninteresting.  I was wishing that something would come naturally to me, but all of my ideas seemed very blah in comparison to the ones I had been reading about.  I continued to peruse through blogs some more, and came across another great post that really fits my life right now.  Finding Your Purpose by Free Spirits United focuses on finding your purpose by finding your passion.  This has been something I’ve been trying to figure out for years now.  I was the girl who went into college thinking I had my life completely in line and mapped out.  I thought I was ahead of the game because I didn’t go in “Undecided.”  I planned out every class I would take for my 8 semesters of undergrad and didn’t really take any time to basically search around and try anything off of that course.  I don’t regret anything that I’ve done, but I’m dealing with regret for things I didn’t do.  After I graduated, I found a job in my field and was still on track with my plan.  I would gain some experience in the area, use my free time to study for the GREs, and then apply to graduate programs to work toward my PhD in Counseling.  A few months into my first adult, full-time with benefits job, I discovered I wasn’t sure if it was what I wanted to do forever.  Could I commit to years of schooling in a field that I wasn’t even sure I liked?  I felt so lost and clueless since my plan was now a mess.  Researching different schools, programs, and faculty only made me interested in other areas, which of course I would question the very next day.  One thing would interest me for a moment, and then I’d find something else that seemed more down my alley.  Everything seemed interesting, and I couldn’t figure out how to narrow down my interests.  It seemed easier to figure out what I didn’t love, rather than to focus on what I loved.  And that has what I’ve been trying to work on for the past few years now.  I’ve managed to cross off some professions off of my list of interests, but there are still so many that I haven’t had a chance to experience or research.  I’ve realized that most people don’t have a clue what they really want to do with their life, and that’s comforting at times.  But I also realize that I can’t continue to spend each day being clueless, and that I need to start making notes of what I really do love so that I can figure out some direction.  I don’t want to look at my life 20 years down the road and say, “well I’m still trying to figure things out.”  If I spend all of this time trying to figure out what my perfect passion is then I won’t accomplish anything.  A very intelligent man told me, “action does not come from motivation, motivation comes from action.”  This is so true.  So in an effort to find the things I truly love and discover my passion, I’m going to take the next 366 (it’s a leap year) days to figure out one thing that I love, appreciate, find value in, etc each day.  Rarely do I reflect on my day and take the time out to appreciate something that happened, so I am hoping that this new blogging experience will help me hone in on that.  And even after my year’s journey, if I still haven’t figured out a little more direction in my life, then hopefully I will have trained myself to recognize the bright side of each day.

I am quite possibly obsessed and addicted to my Keurig.  It is my prized Christmas gift that has been in constant use since I plugged the bad boy in 4 days ago.  Before that, I didn’t even drink coffee.  In fact, I’m pretty sure caffeine has the complete opposite effect on me..it makes me tired.  But I do love my Keurig.  College was the last time that I actually consumed a regular amount of coffee.  Starbucks runs were necessary before term papers and when studying for finals.  And even though I knew that my white chocolate mocha frappuccino was not actually helping me stay awake or alert while I finished my tasks, I went because everyone else did.  Coffee peer pressure.  I finally wrote off those fraps after I realized how many calories I had been consuming.  Recently, I decided to try chai tea lattes, which are wonderful and lighter in calories.  I drink them in moderation because they take a toll on your wallet and your gut, and I thought that I had found a good balance.  I was wrong.  For some reason, I found myself desperately wanting a Keurig.  It would call my name every time I looked at it in Wal-Mart.  The K-cups would stare me down as I checked out the green teas.  I knew I hadn’t had coffee in years and so did my parents who so kindly gifted this wonderful appliance to me.  And now I’ve found myself caught in a love affair.

I’ve gone from 0 cups a day to 2-3.  I can’t even taste the difference between the assortment of K-cups I have, but I want to try every single one of them!  It’s maddening when I see a kind I haven’t tried.  Dark Magic?  That doesn’t even give me the slightest clue as to what you will taste like, but damn, I want you.  So I have a storage of at least 8 boxes of K-cups above my cabinets, and apparently I’m trying to finish them all by the end of 2011.  When I set up my K-carousel to display all of my varieties, I was anal and obsessive.  I had to make sure that all of my 1 cup only samples were on the bottom level, and they were to be touched by no one except for me.  I didn’t want any type to go untouched by my lips, and I would be devastated and violent if I found out that my roommate or boyfriend had used one without letting me taste.  The next two levels were organized like Noah’s Ark, 2 of each kind.  If you have the carousel you will know that it has 27 cup holders.  If you are OCD you will know that odd numbers are the worst.  Each level has 9 cup holders, which means I’ll have to adjust my “2 of each kind” rule.  Which K-cup was least worth of having a partner?  How would I decide which one should stand alone?  Should it be the strongest, most intriguing one?  Should it be the dud that I feel will be least popular?  Should it be the one in the ugliest packaging?  The one that retails at the cheapest price?  Should I put the lonely cup’s pair on the level below so that at some point they may get rearranged and find themselves together?

The latter was how it ended.  Two Folgers Caramel Drizzles were temporarily separated.  Of course this only helped the problem for a minute because as soon as I was finished arranging the carousel, I decided it was time for a cup of coffee.  Now, some of you are thinking, “oh this girl…what she should have done was gotten a cup from the boxes stored above her cabinets.  Then she wouldn’t have to take one from the carousel and it would stay as close to perfect as she could get it.”  And well, yes you’re right, but I wanted to use the damn carousel.  And so I took one of the caramel drizzles from his home and let the machine penetrate it on both ends.  Dirty mind!  If you are blessed enough to have a Keurig you will know that there are two needles which puncture the bottom and top of the cup.  No dirty thoughts here, please.  So after ruining the order of my carousel, I decided to make a pact with myself that I would refrain from refilling it after each cup I used.  I did a great job for 4 days, but decided with the new year coming around, I would replenish it.  And with the new year coming around, I also felt that it was time to add a little variety, because apparently the 12 different options I had was not enough.  The new flavor that was added to my growing Keurig family is Van Houtte French Vanilla, and it is delicious!  The carousel will end 2011 filled and I hope my Keurig is ready to ring in the new year with me as I continue to pretend that coffee and caffeine help me stay awake.