I love asking people what accomplishment they’re most proud of. It’s my favorite get-to-know-you question, though it’s a bit personal, so it can’t be asked too early. It’s a get-to-know-you-deeper question, I guess.

So … what have you accomplished that you are most proud of?

Oh, me?

My first answer would be I’m proud of moving across the country by myself twice. When my time comes, I don’t want people to say, “Candace sure lived her life … safely,” or “She sure made the easy decisions well.”

Nope, I want to experience all life has to offer. I don’t want to miss a thing. So, I’m going crazy tonight. I had planned to go to a fundamentals yoga class tonight, so I can work toward aerial yoga. Yeah, aerial yoga. Anti-gravity yoga, yoga in a sling. There’s a place 10 blocks from me and I WANT TO DO IT!  I’m not going to miss out on aerial yoga.

Instead, I’m laying in bed on a heating pad because I have a pinched nerve. I don’t know how I managed to pinch it, but it was sore all day at work. I came home, determined to go to yoga anyway, until I winced in pain just changing my pants. I didn’t even attempt the top before laying back on my bed and texting my yoga-teacher friend to confirm I could still go to class. No way, she responded.

So I’m sitting here thinking about what I could do next. I’ve browsed the NYU course catalog. I checked the Om Factory calendar for the next fundamentals class that will fit my schedule. I scrolled through the discount Broadway tickets site. I cooked myself dinner. I watched last night’s “Smash.” I texted half a dozen friends. I browsed airfares. And I looked into where I could buy soccer gear for the team I signed up for.

I’m really proud to feel restless. That’s the deeper answer to my question above. I’m proud of knowing exactly what I want and giving my goals a leg to stand on. I’m proud to be the person I’ve become.

Wait, you didn’t give me your answer. Let’s hear it. What are you proud of?

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