Monday, September 12, 2011

Ready, set, go

Call me Sign Up Sally because life is about to get busier.

This weekend was the Dragon Boat Festival. I don't know yet where my team finished, but we had a good final race. I'm undecided if I will join again next year.

After we finished racing in the two heats on Saturday I had a writing workshop on freelance travel writing that I'd signed up to attend. Why? Well, why not? Sometimes I travel. I think I can write. Maybe there's something I can do with that.

Tuesday is my first ballet class at the School of Contemporary Dancers. Why ballet? It's been a dream for years. Will I love it? Will it be a disappointment and ridiculously hard to pick up? Don't know, but excited to try, if only because it means I get to wear the girly, pink ballet slippers.

Wednesday night is my first Residential Interior Decorating class at Red River College. It's a Continuing Ed certificate program that I think I can do in two years if I decide to purse it to the end. Why interior decorating? When I was in high school I wanted to study interior design and architecture. At the last minute I applied to Journalism/PR/Ad school and was filled with bliss when I got accepted. I still love my job, but felt ready to study something again, y'know, because I'm a geek and I think learning is invigorating. But the idea of working all day in a communications role only to go to a class and study and talk MORE about communications or marketing stuff left me nauseated. So after much humming and hawing and some encouraging words from my mom I decided to explore that part of my brain that gets tickled about floor plans and paint chips.

Great ideas, Marrakesh blue room from Agnes Emery, paint chips from Behr, decorative cement tiles, color choices for a themed room makeover, Broadview, Seattle, Washington, USA
Photo credit: Wonderlane
I think the most exciting part of this is that I'm not really worried about how well I do. It won't help me get a promotion and I don't need the credentials to fluff my resume. I am free to try and fail and learn from the experience. I've never had that feeling before.

I'm about to start week 8/10 of my learn to run program and would like to continue the practice to work my way to a 5k run. I'm not really interested in marathons or half marathons, but my interest has been piqued at the challenge of doing a duathlon--run and bike race. Maybe next summer if I can do some serious training in the winter. I've also signed up for an afternoon intro to the weight room class. I like doing weights but I have no idea if I am using the machines properly or what weight I should be lifting, so going to the gym started to get frustrating. I'd seriously looked into working with a personal trainer, but the cost ($7,000 for a year) gave me pause and resulted in me trying the Running Room Learn to Run program and this weight room class.

Last weekend Lisa and her friend were talking about this challenge to read the entire holy bible. Apparently if you read 15 minutes a day, you can do it in two years. They're going to get a small group together to meet every couple of weeks to talk about what they've read. I was baptized in the Anglican church, have attended a number of sermons in my life, but haven't really spent any time reading the bible. I remember this was especially frustrating in high school and university when every piece of literature we studied had some big reference to something that had happened in the bible and everyone seemed to know it but me. Today, it is still the one of the most widely read books in the world (comes second after the Quran, I believe). I saw the light of opportunity and told Lisa to count me in.

Photo credit: The Pumpkin Papers
My sister's wedding is July 6, 2012 in Kelowna. On Friday the wedding party got together to start talking about the social (March 31, 2012) and the plans for the big day. I'm maid of honour so that also means dress shopping, shower planning and shoulder-to-cry-on lending.

So yeah, life is about to get pretty full here for me. I'm kind of scared I will burn myself out, but excited too to be doing all these dream come true things. You don't need to win the lottery to live your dreams, you know.









To right the unrightable wrong
To love pure and chaste from
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star
This is my quest
To follow that star
No matter how hopeless
No matter how far
--The Impossible Dream, lyrics by Joe Darion

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