Sweating Bullets--update--and award!

Hello!

This post is to serve two parts. One, to thank Amalia T. for granting me an award! I am so honored! The other to update you on yesterday's uneventful post.

Let's start with the first.
 
Amalia T., my wonderful friend and fellow-blogger, and writing buddy, gave me this award, today: One Lovely Blog! I am so honored. Amalia and I have known each other for some time, and have been writing buddies for some time, too. She has helped me with my writing, and has been encouraging to me with everything. But more than that, she is a wonderful friend, and I am lucky to count her as one!

And now for the second: the update.

Yesterday's class was... interesting. I couldn't get one of the microphones to work, and then at the beginning of class, the microphone's pouch (like a fanny pack) fell off! And I had to try and fix it (the strap unwound from the snap) right in the middle of everything.

But...it was okay.

Really! I mean, sure, it could have gone better...but--not just through the power of positive thinking!--it was seriously not bad. I had about 50, 55 people--a huge class! Almost too many. But they had fun--I had people smiling, sweating and jumping. And it was awesome! I felt so good when the class was done!

So, it has to be uphill from here, right?

Sweating bullets...

So, here I am, ready to teach a new class for the first time tonight--of the fitness variety--and I'm figuratively sweating bullets. What if they hate the class? What if they don't get a good workout? What if?

Sometimes, I think it's good when we're thrust into things like this. We're forced to do something outside of the box. Like writing--writing is like that, for sure. But that doesn't make it less scary.

I shouldn't be so nervous about this. But I'm just afraid that in half an hour, I'll be standing in front of 40 unhappy faces, trying to make jokes they won't laugh at. Yikes!

I just need to think positively!