Wow what a whirlwind!

This morning I got up bright and early to head to an 8 AM class.  For those of you who know me, I don’t have to tell you how amazing it is that I got up in the morning on a weekend.  I’m more of a 13 hour sleep kind of gal most of the time, so being out last night and then still getting up in the morning felt great to me.  I was already proud!  What could go wrong?  I tested my blood sugar and it was low low low.  I looked at the clock… already 7:25.  I took some glucose tabs and waited.  I tested my blood sugar again.  Still low!  Darn it.  I missed the 8 AM class.  That was ok though because I could just eat something, feel a bit better, and get to the 10 AM class.  No big deal.

When 9:15 rolled around, I decided to leave really early.  I was determined to make it to that 10 AM class.  At about 9:20, I headed out to my car, only to realize that the seatbelt buckle was broken!  I like to live life on the edge sometimes, but I just could not justify driving all the way to Capitol Hill without a seatbelt on.  It’s the kind of thing where I would probably be totally fine…. but…. I could also die.

Luckily for me, I was able to find myself a ride at the last minute (thanks, Mom!) and I ran into the studio at 9:56 AM.

It was crowded.  The only space I could fit in was the very front row… more on that later!

1/10th of the way!  Yippee!