What a day! I woke up to check my rear driver's side tire. Last night before I went into work, my neighbor mentioned that my back tire was flat. Panicked, briefly. My neighbor fixes and flips cars on a regular basis. Of course, he had a mini air compressor that would be able to inflate my tire. He noted that I should watch it but he didn't see any obstructions in the tire. I drove to work and when I was finished, I felt that the tire had held the air. Grateful, I went to bed and rested easily.
I woke up this morning knowing that I had a full day ahead of me. Donation based class at 9:30, eye appointment down south at 12:30 with a follow up beverage to thank my friend, virtual class at 3:15 and finally a Detox to Retox session at 6 pm. Somewhere during this full day I needed to complete the prep work for the yoga happy hour. Cut vegetables, create the dishes and ensure that I had proper plateware. I was excited for my eye appointment. It has been over a year and a half since my last exam. Religiously, I schedule eye exams. Until my optometrist retired and didn't tell me. Oh, another disappointment of the pandemic.
Regardless, I knew I needed to be productive.
I woke up. Did my normal routine--juice, make coffee, listen to a podcast, clean juicer and take vitamins. I went outside to check my tire and it was visibly losing air. I considered airing it up at a nearby service station and reconsidered. I called a tire shop that was open in route to the gas station. I wanted to assess how busy they were and try to get the tire patched as soon as possible. I had left my apartment in leisure ware and sporting glasses. Looking sharp, lol. The tire shop was open and had opportunity to assess the leak if I was able to get there soon.
I returned home, changed into yoga attire, grabbed my yoga mat and gear before heading to east Colfax. I was attended to immediately and notified that I had ran over a screw. They would be unable to patch it due to the location of the screw. CRAP!
I tried to assess the best way to proceed. I could drive my car home to shower before my class and wait for them to contact me about when they had the new tire. Or I could leave the car at the tire shop. Walk to the jazzercise studio to teach the 9:30 class. I was prepared with my yoga mat and mats. I chose to leave my car and head north towards the jazzercise studio. I only regretted not including my charger in case my phone died.
I texted my optometrist that I would need to reschedule. I didn't think I could fit that in the mix without a vehicle. The tire shop guys seemed confident that the car would be available around 11.
My early class went well. The lady that joined offered to give me a ride back to the tire shop or my neighborhood. I took her up on it so that I could shower, prep and figure out that car situation. After prepping for about an hour, I decided to walk towards Colorado Blvd to seek out lunch. I would be halfway to the tire shop and get a walk in.
I was notified that Freya was ready to be picked up. My only regret is that I cannot see my optometrist until October. Otherwise, it has been a great day. My ankle is healing. My health is good, and I managed to drop off and collect my car without hiring a car or feeling like that was my only option. I listened to podcasts and completed my prep work for tonight's session.
Then I thought about where I started and where I am currently at with this happy hour session. Initially, I had someone helping me with the shopping, menu creation and execution. I relied on him to set it up while I taught yoga. Eventually, we parted ways and although fearful, I knew that I would be able to do this on my own. Perhaps I am not as creative as he was, but I am learning and unafraid of trying new things. I do miss him for the cleanup, lol.
Why is it that we are so afraid of doing our own thing? Why I feel insistent that I must work for someone else to feel productive? The subconscious mind is doing numbers on me currently. I refuse to give up or settle. We are capable of doing whatever we put our minds to. Sometimes I forget that.
Enjoy your night. Do something creative!
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