Every few months I realize that I’m not home enough to make regular Jazzercise participation a reality. It’s more like something I really want to do, and so, in one of my alternate realities, I Jazzercise daily. Here in the real world my attendance is not so regular. But the draft to my checking account is.
So, every now and then I go in and fill out a form to cancel my draft. Precariously Perky Julie (who owns the place) is no dummy. You can’t cancel by civilized method like email or phone. You have to go there and fill out a form. Which makes you think, “Well, if I can drag myself in there to fill out the stupid form, maybe I should just put on my dancing clothes and go dance.” I have done this several times.
Every time I go through with the cancellation, I email Jules a day or three later and say, “Never mind.” Because every time I cancel, my schedule shifts (because Sugar’s does) and I end up being at home because I don’t typically go with him on a trip if he’s flying. Precariously Perky Julie WILL allow you to cancel your cancellation via phone, email, smoke-signal–whatever. Like I said, she’s no dummy.
Today is August 9th. We are 221 days into 2010, and I have MAYBE been to 15 Jazzercise classes. I’m thinking I need to come up with an exercise plan I can actually execute. I’ve decided to make an iPod playlist and dance in the family room–just do random Jazzercise moves I’ve learned over the years plus whatever the music moves me to do. I think I’ll call this Spazzercise. If I’m out of town, I can Spazzercise in the hotel room.
Since I’ve already paid for August, I’ll go dance with the Queen of Pain today. That way, I won’t have to have the argument with myself about whether or not I should just go (because I can today) or cancel. I’ll do both.
I’ll let you know how long it lasts this time.