The funny part is that when I first started watching it I couldn't stop wishing that my high school experience had been like that. (I told you that it sounded cliche) I've always wished that I had some sort of musical talent. Something that made me special. Anything. But there was nothing. I'm not musically inclined. I can't sing. I can't dance. Even in school, I was a terrible backup singer and I can't even carry a tune in the shower. Yes, I'm that bad.
Music has always been a huge motivational force in my life. I've listened to (and enjoyed) every single genre from Acid Rock to Zydeco. From Bob Segar and Hank Williams when I was a kid to Modest Mouse and Broadway musicals as an adult and everything in between, I'm constantly listening to music. I have a pair of bluetooth headphones that go with me everywhere. I can usually be found bebopping through the house while I clean, dancing through grocery aisles when no one is looking, and dancing with the lawn mower on pretty spring/fall days. I can't do any of it well and I've made my peace with that over the years.
But all that's about to change. I've decided to take dance lessons. I'm going to start with just Zumba (because most people seem to be able to do that, so that's encouraging) but eventually I would like to take adult ballet and hip hop classes. I can't tell other people that I care about (YES, I MEAN YOU MOTHER) that it's never too late to follow their dreams if I don't even make an attempt at following one of my own. So, Monday night I'm going to start making the trek to Bardstown, KY to meet my best friend at 6PM every week for class. Baby steps.
If nothing else, it's gonna get my my smokin' hot bod back by my birthday.
"So many of our dreams at first seem impossible, then they seem improbable, and then, when we summon the will, they soon become inevitable."
~Christopher Reeve
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