Last night I didn’t dance or blog. I was in transit from a (super-fun, exhausting) long weekend on Prince Edward Island and then my mom stayed the night in our filthy “we left for vacation in a hurry and left a giant mess” house right after we got home. So…yeah…no dancing, no blogging. Back to Square One on my 100 Days of Dance challenge. 1st day missed on my Month of Blogging.
And that’s OK.
Here’s the thing:
Those August blogalong challenges? They’re just for fun. And I’ve still blogged more this month than I did in the 2 or 3 months before that. I’m remembering why I fell in love with blogging in the first place. That’s a Big Deal.
And the dancing? This was Take 3. I’ll just start Take 4 (probably) tomorrow. I’ve still danced more in the past month than in the 2 or 3 previous months. This process is reminding me how much more alive I feel when I move expressively every day, even for 5 minutes. That’s a Really Big Deal.
Ordinarily I’d be putting myself down all over the place about this stuff. Now? You know what? Life happens. Yesterday I didn’t blog, but today I did. Today I didn’t dance, but tomorrow I will. And that’s OK. Because not-dancing and not-blogging is currently the exception to the rule as opposed to the norm…and I like how that feels.
So here’s to Day 1 of the 100 Days of Dance Challenge…again. I’ll keep repeating it for as long as it takes. And that’s OK.