One of my secondary February goals was to start attending Tae Kwon Do classes again.
Well... Valentine's Day came and went, and I still hadn't stepped foot in the dojo.
So I just took a deep breath, called my school and said, "Hey! You may not remember me. This is Midnight Raider. I took a break from class, but I'd like to come back. In fact, I'll be returning to class on Wednesday night."
Fortunately, they remembered me.
That phone call was the extra push I needed. I needed a commitment. A vow. A promise I had to keep. It motivated me. Forced me to actually go to class.
So last night I went to TKD class... my first in months.
And I'm so glad I did it! It was a lot of fun... a great workout, too! I went to the beginner class instead of the intermediate one (just to kind of ease back into things). And the warm-up was pretty difficult.
I'm going to commit to at least one class a week. Two is ideal, but one would be better than nothing.