Last night was my last night to sneak out right after dinner, the last night to miss bath time and bed time stories. For the first time in four and a half years I'll no longer be teaching my night classes. I loved teaching those classes, such a great group of people. I could play my loud music, push them a little harder and get my own workout in too. From that class four members went on to become fitness instructors.
I realized recently how time is fleeting and I didn't want to continue being out of the house two times a week, missing that time as a family.
Last night, lots of my regulars came out to wish my well, including three people who say I am the reason they are instructors and/or pursued a career at 24 Hour. I will miss this crew, but I know God has bigger plans. I just need to trust Him, and I do. I also turned in my notice for another class at the gym, so I will only be teaching one class a day, M-T and then leading a new boot camp beginning in Septembers twice a week.