Everyone Has Had One of These Days...

            Everyone has had one of these days, while on vacation, where you wake up and think, seriously, is it really necessary to get up already?  Surely, it can’t be time to get up yet, I thought.  Though my mother’s house was dead silent, the bright Arizona sun was blaring through the blinds.  I am still unclear what awoke me from my restful slumber, but it seemed like the morning had arrived way too soon.  What time was it anyway, I asked myself as I half-asleep, peered, with one eye open, and the other closed, at the bedside clock, noticing in astonishment, it was already 7:30 in the morning!  Late, late, late!


             My internal clock immediately kicked in, reminding me of my first Zumba class at my friend’s neighborhood YMCA that morning!  We had both expressed excitement and interest in working on our fitness in the New Year.  I was not too sure of the actual location, just the general vicinity, so my morning was not starting out well.  As I debated about what to do next; either reschedule with my friend or jet to Zumba class, I felt although I was pressed for time, I would still strive to get there on time.  I reluctantly, but purposefully, yanked off my sheets and left my cozy bed and completed my morning cares, in record time, before jetting out the door, cautiously rushing to meet my friend at her neighborhood YMCA!  As I left, still unsure of where exactly it was located, I felt determined to find it!  Like most days, when you’re in a rush, nothing seemed to be going right.

Along the way there, about a five-mile drive from my mother’s home, I must have hit every traffic light!  As I carefully but swiftly blazed down the road in my mother’s silver mini-van, I frequently and earnestly looked at the clock, and discovered I had about five minutes before Zumba class started, when I finally approached the street where the YMCA was located.  I slowly drove down the street, but somehow did not see the YMCA.  After reaching the end of the street, still not seeing it in plain view, I got a bid worried. I looked for my cell phone and discovered I had left it at home!  What else could go wrong, I thought.

At this point, I had come too far and was determined to find it, so I quickly flipped a u-turn and drove down the street, carefully looking for a sign or some identifier.  This time, I thankfully noticed the YMCA sign a little off in the distance; it was set back from the main street! YMCA baby, I exclaimed!  Fortunately, when I arrived, my friend was patiently awaiting my arrival at the entrance area to the YMCA building and indicated she could sign me in, but the class had unfortunately already started.  However, she mentioned, I could still sign up so I would have all my information available to attend other Zumba classes while on vacation.

I must admit, I was pleased for the unexpected reprieve after my crazy morning!  I asked my friend if she was up for having breakfast? She agreed it was a great idea.  We found our way to the nearest I-HOP Restaurant and had breakfast while planning our fitness schedule for the remainder of my time in Arizona; time well spent.  Though my morning started out less than ideal, where nothing seemed to go right, I was so glad I made the effort to keep my fitness goal and go to Zumba!  That small decision and change of attitude transformed a bad morning into a great day!