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Intent on a Challenge (and the New WOW)

Our recent week’s word was INTENTION. After a lackluster Zumba class, I realized it was time to seek a new exercise challenge.

It’s not that I have lost any love for Zumba. However, I seriously have ALL of the moves DOWN. When I know the steps by heart, my brain disengages and it tends to wander.  And it wanders to thinking about work, laundry, bills, cellulite…

…all the thoughts that I hope to gloriously escape from for the hour that I’m shaking and shimmying.

When I set my intention to find a new challenge, I saw THIS:

Any headline that says “Shake Your Booty” is bound to grab my attention.  

And the description?  “Fly’s most popular class, Throw Down, is the ‘most unapologetic, booty-shaking, hip-hop class in town.'”

Where do I sign up???

The studio was described as “more like a nightclub” and visions of me with my sky-high purple hair and Madonna moves from the 80’s propelled me to the Throw Down class.

I had good INTENTIONS.

This was hard-core. Zumba is more like my happy family, full of high-fives and guiding  me through the salsa steps with a smile and claps of encouragement.

Throw-Down was like my car breaking down in a bad neighborhood and the residents looking at me menacingly like, “What’s the problem?  Fix it, b_ _ch.”

The music menacingly pounded as the disco balls played with the strobe lights. Most of the class had obviously done this before, not only from their seamless moves but also from their oh-so-toned bodies.

These ladies had swagger.

I had agita.

Within minutes, I also had worked up quite a sweat and completed my first ever burpee. (For the uninformed, as I was, a burpee is that horrendous fall to the floor on all fours move that lasts for just a couple of seconds before you are required to jump upright again.)

When they went left, I went right.

When I began to clap (as we do in Zumba) at the completion of a song, the Throw-Downers looked at me as if to say, “So. Not. Cool.”

Oddly, I was not intimidated. I stank to the high heavens at this new form of exercise (during, AND after!), but I DID get what I wanted.

CHALLENGE!

And I was so busy trying to keep up, I didn’t think once about my growing “to-do” list at home.

Sometimes when you set an intention, you get exactly what you need.  Maybe not in the package you expected, but if you look at it the right way, it’s still a gift.

Here’s the story of the BEST answer to the question, “What are your intentions?” followed up by a brand new WOW:

Ahhhhhhh…PEACE.

Yep, who couldn’t use a hefty dose of THAT.

Peace be with you.  And me.

Have a beautiful week, friends!

xoxoxoxox

Brenda

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A Fabulous Man: The Contented Markeith Price

My grumbles of discontent were stopped in their tracks this week as I encountered a very contented man who simultaneously maintains a champion’s internal fire to win.

My discontent was simply a product of VERY long days spent on my feet and a week away from my husband and puppy dog. Don’t get me wrong – my week at a work-related trade show was a thrilling success, but my body is used to being comfortably ensconced at my desk for hours on end.

I LOVED the ability to connect with our clients and make new connections (but even the ugliest shoes built for comfort were no match for a hard convention floor.)

Then I met Markeith Price.

Mind you, I had talked to him previously; he is one of the athletes who uses our product. His story is even more compelling because he participates in the Paralympics as a visually impaired track and field athlete, who just happens to own four US records and will be headed to Rio to represent our country in August.

Somehow a few e-mails and phone conversations didn’t convey fully who I was about to encounter.

When I received the call that he had arrived at the registration desk, I trudged the LONG length of the convention floor and up two flights to meet him.

I could tell who he was right away, wearing a US Team track suit and the presence of a champion. After I shook his hand and welcomed him, he said, “Lead the way…” and at that point he whipped out his cane to ensure the walk would be stumble free.

Because he carried himself with such confidence and had such physical beauty, it was almost a disconnect to see him walking with a cane. Or when seated at the autograph table, for him to put his cell phone one inch from his face so he could tweet and invite people to come and see him at Booth #2087.

Markeith at table

I had the chance to interview him later in the day, and he is one grateful guy. (Yes, gratitude is the bridge back to contentment, isn’t it?) Instead of grumbling about the condition that progressively stole his eyesight, he found his passion, his calling, his joy and has never looked back from pursuing his dreams.

I asked him, “How do you do it?”

Simply put, “I hear the gun and I GO.”

Boy does he go.  He flies!  It’s a ballet of speed and grace; a thing of beauty to watch.

He has made peace with the physical challenge he must live with but never has let it stop him from running toward his dreams.

I see a gold medal in Rio in his future.  He sees it too, though not with his eyes.

Markeith in color and ring

And I?  Found the spring in my step again, thanks to Markeith.

Here are my parting thoughts on CONTENTMENT and the unveiling of another word that embodies Markeith…

May we find our second wind this week and draw from the well of resources that are unseen (just like those extra miles available even when your tank is on E.)

Take the time to refresh your body so that it can catch up to the infinite wellspring contained in your spirit.

Have a beautiful week, everyone –

xoxoxoxo

Brenda

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WOW (Word of the Week) – 11.22.15

With all that I had to learn this past week, you might think that our WOW was still EDUCATION.  Still,  it dovetailed nicely into EXPANSIVENESS; after all, every time you learn, you grow.

Getting back to my story about the series of fires I had to put out last week, aAside from the skill sets I had to acquire (YESTERDAY!), I had to keep stopping to breathe…

…and believe.

I needed to become bigger on the inside to handle all that was going on the outside.

Growth is a process that doesn’t have a fast forward button (unless the circumstances of life propel you to new heights out of necessity.) I felt like a little kid stopping her feet and whining, “Are we THERE yet?”

No amount of whining or worrying will get you (or me) where we need to be.

How I was responding was defining me. Am I a person of faith – or a person of fear?

I was a person gripped with fear MANY times this past week, but self-talked myself off the ledge and back to peace about 327 times.

I wish I could say as I write this that everything has been crossed off my to-do list and successfully completed.  However,  I AM believing that somehow between now and the finish line I will continue to expand, enabling me to rise to the challenge.

Despite the stress, each new thing I learn makes me feel like an Olympian, breaking the tape at the finish line. I have to keep my eye on that prize, hear the imaginary crowd roaring and see my head bowed to receive the medal.

I mean, what’s the alternative? Believing the ship will sink and that I’ll go down with it?

Gee, how comforting.

Instead, I’ve been singing the theme song from Laverne and Shirley to keep me stoked. (We’re gonna make our dre-eems come true.  And we’ll do it our way, yes our way, making our dreams come true…)

Better our dreams than our nightmares.

Which plays well into this week’s WOW…

EXPECTANCY, as I am living it out after having recorded the message, is a two edged sword.

You can dwell on all the negative possibilities and expect Murphy’s law to be in effect.

Or you can have the audacity to get your hopes up and believe for the best.

I discovered the most awesome new word this week: PRONOIA. Definition: Believing the universe is always working on your behalf in every situation. Opposite, of course, of paranoia.

It’s  my new favorite word as we brace for BLESSING this week.

I’m expecting to hear wonderful things from all of you!

HUGS –

Brenda

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