My First Post

I’ve been thinking about blogging for a long time. I’ve been talking about blogging for a long time.

Today, I begin my blog and write my very first post.


The past year has been a whirlwind of events. I started a new chapter of my life in New England and became a wife. My practice is gradually growing, and I am reminded time and time again what interesting, complex, and wonderful people are out there in the world.

Today, I went to the gym and tried out another new Zumba class. I like to try out different Zumba teachers so I can see how they all varying. They should have a RateMyZumbaInstructor website. Zumba may not be the most strenuous workout but it’s one of the few things that doesn’t make me dread going to the gym.

As I stood waiting for the class to begin, I noticed several elderly women in the row in front of me and by elderly I mean probably in their 70’s. I thought to myself, “Wow, if I am their age and still going to the gym, that would be something.” I was inspired by their commitment, their dedication, and their zest. During my workout, I pushed myself and made sure I was working as hard as those women were because if they can do it, surely so can I.

Near the last 15 minutes of class, I glanced outside the windows and watched the gym goers pass by. Then, I noticed an elderly man sitting on one of the weight lifting machines. He was wearing over-sized khaki pants (as most grandpas I know do), big white tennis shoes, a collared shirt, and a light jacket. He was leaning on a cane that was propped next to him, watching us, and smiling. My heart melted as I followed his gaze and realized he was watching one of the women in front of me. I quickly concluded that he was waiting for his wife to finish class so he could take her home with him. Again, I thought to myself, “If I have a husband who continues to wait for me at that age, that would be something.”

I could’ve stayed home today and did my handy dandy 7-Minute Workout but then I would’ve missed being empowered by 70-year-old Zumba dancing women and I would’ve missed witnessing true love and the devotion of husband and wife. That’s why it’s important to put yourself out there, go into your community, and do something for yourself because you never know, you might just learn something.