It’s so easy to get stuck in a middle aged rut. Doing the same things, going to the same places, wondering why you seem to be bumping along the bottom of life, while your brain gets slow and sludgy.
Do crosswords. That’s what everyone says, and I always have good intentions, but somehow they just don’t make me want to jump up and down with excitement.
I thought that blogging was enough. I’ve learned to code and argue with Google and write blog posts that people want to read. I can do it now. It’s a hobby, but it’s no longer a challenge.
But am I looking for a challenge? Surely I have enough of those in my everyday life already!
Then a friend of mine encouraged me to join her at a ‘shape up and dance’ class. I was expecting it to be a bit of exercise and a bit of fun. Which of course it is.
But then a week or two in, as I was trying to learn all the names of the steps, and coordinate arms, legs and music without causing a pile-up by the fireplace, our lovely instructor casually dropped in a new word….
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