Day 29

Growth

If a year ago you would’ve told me that I would be in a buti class I would’ve laughed in your face. I never thought that I would even consider walking into a gym let alone a buti class. I like others I just assumed it was a bunch of conceded women in a room loving the look of themselves half naked and learning new stripper moves for their boyfriends or husbands. I was so so wrong. Today I stepped outside of my comfort zone. And let me tell you it was the furthest I think I’ve ever stepped in my entire life. I walked into the gym completely terrified. And I was greeted with so many smiles and so much love from women that didn’t even know me. They knew me in passing or from a few conversations here or there but not to the extent of the emotion I received. Immediately I wanted to run! Make up some excuse on how I had gotten confused and it was in the next room. Or that I was just there to say hi to a friend. Not there for the class. Lol nope not me. When they turned down the lights and all I could feel was the music I felt that freedom. The freedom like the time I decided to jump off a cliff at a roundup. I have learned the things that you are sure you would die if you tried or just died of embarrassment have the most amazing payoffs. I’m not going to lie I lasted a strong two minutes then probably about another two half assed and the rest of the class I spent fumbling around. The best part? I did not feel judged by anyone or myself. Yep I said it! I didn’t even judge myself. I felt supported and encouraged! During shavasana I could literally feel Dave laughing at me for going against something I once was so convinced of. Contempt prior to investigation. God the program fits all. Yet I feel he would love how I am willing to admit my wrongs for the sake of growth. Keep your fingers crossed for me that I stick with it. The payoff after just one class is well worth being the dog with the tail between her legs. I look forward to proving to myself that when I put my mind to it I will achieve it. I am so grateful for Layla and the Wednesday buti woman for embracing me as one of their own. 🙂