the theme at the gym this month is "to dream"... they want us to join one or more of the classes there, but those don't really meet me where I dream.
I dream of doing handstands (balance and core and upper body work).
I dream of doing the Wheel pose in yoga (backbend like whoa)
I dream of dancing three hours an evening (cardio, and an improved wardrobe so someones will ask me to dance)
I dream of practical strength: to never be the little old lady who can't touch her toes or has to walk with a walker (beyond rehab, should I need it)
I dream of ridiculous strength (like the line from the Agents of SHIELD episode about "if you're hanging out a window 20 stories up, you're gonna want to be able to do at LEAST one pull-up")
I dream of doing things strong people do (& this week I schlepped 50 pounds of birdseed to my car, in my arms and over my shoulder)
I dream of believing, actually really believing, that I am strong. That I can DO things, things that matter.
I dream of working with my body and hands, my heart and my mind.
I still don't know what shape that needs to take, but I will keep dreaming.