Here’s the Deal.
After a good week/weekend of being hideously sick like the rest of the household here (and still recovering, I may add) I’ve managed to realize that in April I’m starting my university courses for Art History/History, I’m officially starting my first ever Aerial Arts conditioning class, and we’re moving.
Did I mention that my first aerial class starts the day before we have to go on a big bus ride again and then the second class is the day after we get back and move into our new place? No? Well, yeah, there’s that.
I’m terrified and feeling all sorts of excited. Mostly awkward and terrified. Let me put this into perspective for you:
I have the arm strength of cooked spaghetti, I’m terrified of heights, I can’t judge distance because I’m a cyclops, and I dislike being upside down.
…And I’m doing an aerial arts class. WHOO!
I’ll make my fear my shadow friend instead of a hindrance.