What’s Happening Today?

Every time I turn on the news these days there is some kind of hate crime happening.  It leaves me asking myself daily “What’s Happening Today?”.

We the people” starts with YOU as an individual.  In order to have a strong, good, and kind community…you need to first start with who YOU are.

You want to change hate…start with yourself first.

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Be a good person.  Hold a door open sometimes when you see someone coming in behind you.  Smile or give someone a compliment.  Follow through with acts of kindness…don’t just “think” about doing them all the time.

Don’t cause harm to other people.

Help someone in need once in awhile.  (I know this is a tough one as it’s hard to help those who don’t want to help themselves)  But at least you can say you tried.  At least you can say you tried to be a better person.

It’s not about who’s standing beside you…it’s about who YOU are.  How YOU treat people.  How YOU react to things.  It’s the choices YOU make.

It’s not about what our ancestors did to one another but what we are doing to each other today…the here and now.  Yesterday is gone.  TODAY is here.  And it’s time to change.

The person standing beside you didn’t tell you what choices to make.  Of course this rules out your parents.  Yeah maybe your parents didn’t make some good choices which then caused a failure in choices for yourself as well.

So then change who you are right now.  TODAY.  Let your past remain in the past and not make you into a miserable person.  *could use a dose of her own medicine*

Don’t become a hateful person.

I don’t care what nationality you are, I don’t care about your religion or your political views, I don’t care what your sexual preference is (as long as you’re not a pedifile), or what you and your lover do in your bedroom. I DON’T CARE….as long as you aren’t out to harm innocent people, then be whoever the fuck you want to be.

Just be kind.

KINDNESS MATTERS.  Because without it then no. person. matters.

I can’t even begin to touch the irony of a man tired of the hate crimes against his nationality by policemen but then goes and shoots INNOCENT PEOPLE! hate crimes corruption evil People who had nothing to do with the original controversial act.  Just because they were policemen.  Now that’s a true act of HATE.

Hating another human being who you know nothing about.

Hating them so much that you, as a human being, just want to kill another human being for NO REASON.

For no reason other than HATE.

I don’t care who you are…if you are a corrupt, dishonest, unethical, untrustworthy, fraudulent, EVIL individual then you are a menace to this society.  To your community.  You are POISON to humanity.

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So think about who YOU are.  Change who YOU are if you are unhappy with who you are.  Because change doesn’t happen unless change in yourself happens first.

Don’t be the poison of humanity.

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How Zumba Has Changed Me

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I must admit that there were several times in the past that I was told how Zumba was going to change me but I just brushed the thought of it off thinking that there was no way I was going to try to find my rhythm again in my 40’s.

In high school, I was a cheerleader and I was good at learning the routines.  Picked them up rather quickly.  I was also very limber and could do the splits jumping into mid air and landing on a hard surface with ease.  If I tried that now, I am quite certain I would break my hoo-ha pelvic bone.

When I got older I went to the country bars and did the line dancing and kept up pretty well, even being 3 4 ok 5 sheets to the wind.  I also shook my booty in the night clubs and have always considered myself capable of maintaining a beat.

But as we get older, and for me, lazier, our bodies don’t move in our 40’s like they did in our teens and 20’s.  Especially when I had put on 50 pounds after having 3 babies.  I had my last baby almost 4 years ago and I am still carrying around 24 of those 50 pounds.

My friend and workout partner, Heather, kept telling me about these Zumba classes and how we should start going to them.  So finally, after much convincing, I went and wrote about my first experience here.

Now, I am happy to say that it has become somewhat of an addiction for me.  So much so that I am quite certain my husband thinks I have a boyfriend named Zumba.

The energy of the ladies who teach the particular classes I go to, is nothing short of AMAZING.  And by the end you’re sweating, huffing, puffing, cussing and feeling like your entire body has suddenly turned into a substance resembling that of jello.  But it’s well worth it.

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I will admit that the first few weeks were hard for me to keep up.  I was really sore and worked muscles that I didn’t even know existed.  I would watch the clock hoping for the hour to hurry up and be over.  And when the “cool down” song came on, I sighed a breath of relief and passed out on the floor.  And then immediately came home and soaked my aching muscles in a hot epsom salt bath.  Yes it really works.

But now, 26 pounds lighter, I find myself not watching the clock and actually having an element of surprise when the “cool down” song starts playing.  I leave feeling accomplished and full of endorphins.  I have actually now found it to be fun.  I never thought I would refer to exercise as fun.

Here are some little facts about Zumba:

  • One class can burn anywhere between 500-1000 calories.
  • I usually check my FitBit before I go into class and then once I am finished and I usually get anywhere between 5,000-7,000 steps per class.

(The above two facts of course are based on how much effort one and myself puts into the hour of class.)

  • The word Zumba comes from a Colombian word meaning “to move fast and have fun”
  • Approximately 10 million people participate in Zumba classes every week.  That’s a lot of people.  Don’t you want to be one of them?  You know you do!
  • Zumba is also highly recommended for the elderly as most moves are done at one’s own pace.  Believe me, you don’t have to be a professional dancer to attend a class.
  • Zumba is considered an interval training type of workout.  It uses music to set paces to fast and slow while also toning certain muscle groups.
  • Most people who attend say that their reason for keeping it up is because it is so FUN!

I can honestly say that Zumba has changed me.  It’s changed my body, my mind, my energy level, my confidence, and the all around balance in my life.  I can’t say enough good things about it.  And let’s face it…it’s so much more fun than walking on a treadmill.

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Reflection Of My Year

Once again the end of the year is nearing.  Every year seems faster then the previous one.  Don’t know if that’s because I don’t want to get any older or because I have children now who are growing up so fast.  It’s hard to believe that the first child I gave birth to, Baby B, is now going to be 5 in only a matter of weeks.  Where has the time gone?  Seems like I blink my eyes and they are all another year older.

This year has been a busy one full of a lot of changes for all of us.  The building of a new home in a new spot on the map.  Leaving everything that we knew a 6 hour drive behind us.  My teenage boys having to leave friends and try and make new ones in an unfamiliar new school.  My toddlers still not understanding why all their friends that they had made can’t just come over all the time like they used to.  We have been here for nine months now and I feel like we just moved here.  I realize it takes time to make a life in a new place but for someone as impatient as myself that takes abilities that I just don’t possess.

But with change also comes good.  And at the top of that list is that all of us are now together under one roof rather then my husband having to travel back and forth and having limited time to do so.  Once or twice a month was not a substantial amount of time for my children to be with their father.  Now, although he works a lot of hours, we still get to see his smiling face everyday.  I get to kiss him goodnight and to me that is more important then anything I left behind.  (Even on the days he pisses me off)

In this year I have discovered who and what is truly important.  I have found out who my friends truly are and realize now that the list isn’t as big as it once used to be.  I truly now know the meaning of a “reason, season, or a lifetime”.  But most importantly I have learned that my family means everything to me and as long as I have them that everything else is so trivial.  My family being happy and healthy is my priority.

I find myself complaining a lot around the holidays just due to the stress that comes along with all the hustle and bustle of them.  And every year I tell myself I am not going to wait until the last minute to do everything and yet every year I think it gets worse.  In the midst of it all, this year, I looked around to see people who had truly something to complain about.  The old man on the corner holding a sign for help with his withered clothing and holes in his shoes and the years of the elements in each wrinkle upon his face, the man at the mall strapped to a wheel chair who no one was pushing nor was anyone walking beside him either.  The Angel tree full of children who go without throughout the year.  But the one that got me the most was the program I happened to catch yesterday about a young girl with cancer fighting for her life and her daddy only wanting more time with her because next Christmas isn’t promised.  It truly made me realize that I have so much to be thankful for.  Don’t get me wrong I count my blessings all the time but sometimes I think we all lose sight of what it truly means to suffer.  I think about the soldiers who go lengths of time without holding their families in their arms and the couple who have tried and tried to conceive a child with no prevail.  The parents that have to visit a hospital on a regular basis because their child is sick and for anyone who has lost loved ones and are now alone for the holidays.  I am blessed because I am not alone.  I am blessed that my children are healthy and happy.  I am blessed that I get to see all of them everyday.  I am blessed that we could afford the Christmas presents under the tree when so many can’t even afford the tree.  I am blessed to have this new home.  I am blessed with all the changes that have come this year.  And as much as my children can irritate me sometimes I promise to remind myself that I am blessed to have them.

So I will say goodbye to 2014 and welcome 2015.  A new year full of new memories to make.  New resolutions to usually break.  But most of all new things to reflect upon.  To all my family and friends I wish you well for the new year.  May it be filled with happiness and good chaos.  “Cheers”