It’s Day 3 of getting back to blogging and it was also my first chance to dance in 2019! The Y where I teach resumed Zumba classes yesterday, but though my spirit was willing to attend, my body was weak from the a nasty holiday bout with the flu. I refrained from attending and conserved my energy to teach tonight. Even so, I needed reinforcement from a regular student –– the amazing and talented Sonya Pope –– to make it through the hour! Pink Collar Savvy & Chic Swans like her and those who showed up tonight made my return to class a good time –– lingering flu fatigue and all! And some of my other Zumba loving friends pictured below at last fall’s annual Zumba for the Cure make every chance to dance a party!
The New Year is a time of resolutions, often around getting fit. So much so that those of us who are regulars at the Y/gym are frustrated January through mid-February because there are no parking spots and standing room only on the dance floor! By Valentine’s Day, the resolutions are abandoned, leaving us a place to park and dance…
From my experience, the way to maintain your resolve is not to focus on getting fit but finding yours. For me, though I enjoy yoga, walking, swimming, lifting –– none of them hold the appeal of Zumba! I think God just designed me to move to music! Chances are, He designed you to enjoy something too. So if you’re anything like me, perhaps you’ll be Pink Collar Savvy & Chic and make this the year you find your fit. If you do, like me, you’ll get why I’m so stoked about my first chance to dance in 2019!
It’s Day 357 of the Pink Collar Savvy & Chic on Purpose Project and an offer to teach a third Zumba class enables me to keep building my business a brick at a time. If I view my agency, Pink Collar Savvy & Chic, as a building, each of my roles ––author, life coach and speaker –– is a level that produces a stream of income. I’ve also begun to monetize this blog and am making a bit of money here…But because I’m still growing my fan and coaching client base as well as securing speaking engagements, having a steady foundation of income is a good thing. Add to that the fact that I’m a debut novelist with only one novel, Seasons of Her Soul, under my belt with sales subject to flux, as are client schedules. This and gaps between speaking opportunities make teaching Zumba consistently every week a welcome source of consistent income. It wouldn’t be enough if I was the primary or sole breadwinner…Thankfully, I have a wonderfully supportive husband who is our family’s main provider. That solid foundation, along with another Zumba class strengthening it put me firmly in position to keep building my business a brick at a time.
As a Pink Collar Savvy & Chic on Purpose entrepreneur, operating a start up business is a dream come true. At times I regret the fact that I didn’t stay home after my divorce and pursue my dream of being a full-time writer. Then I remember that my time working for others developed my coaching, leadership, speaking and yes, writing skills. In fact, I probably wouldn’t have discovered coaching without being promoted to a Leadership Coach role when I applied for another position. I even discovered Zumba while working at a school readiness fair when I was a Family and Community Services Specialist. I suppose all of my workplace experiences could be considered foundational in building Pink Collar Savvy & Chic. Getting to teach a dance class that provides fun, fitness (faith on Sundays), models the healthy lifesylte I advocate for my clients, and is yet another foundational piece means I’m not only building my business a brick at a time but making it a success, too.
How are you Pink Collar Savvy & Chic on Purpose about making income that allows you to build your business or to pursue other interests?
It’s Day 329 of the Pink Collar Savvy & Chic on Purpose Project, and I had to Keep Calm and Zumba On! while teaching my Friday class. I started teaching Zumba at work two and a half years ago when I was the director of a life coaching program but didn’t become licensed until the fall of last year. During that time, I also subbed. But never have I felt stressed teaching – until this afternoon. With a great turn out, things were going well like they always do until noon. Then, suddenly we began experiencing technical difficulties. The Zumba playlist saved on my phone wouldn’t cooperate, and I couldn’t connect to WIFI to pull songs up that way. One woman – with her gorgeous English accent (I’m an Anglophile and could listen to her all day) – tried to help me figure out the phone issue and offered her own when that proved to no avail. But alas, her phone wouldn’t fit the Y’s speaker system chord. Another woman attempted to come to my aid but realized she’d left her phone at home. And another instructor who has my playlist on her phone couldn’t make it because her daughter is sick. After five minutes of fiddling, it seemed class might be over early. We all attributed the problem to the extensive roadwork going on right outside – perhaps the Internet was down? At any rate a few women graciously told me not to worry about it as they headed out the door. Just when they’d left, the music – at least some of it decided to play. Someone ran and got them back before they headed downstairs and we resumed class. If you could call it that! My schizophrenic playlist had a mind of its own – playing only what it wanted – and had me leading songs I haven’t practiced in ages. To say I improvised is putting it mildly. I had no idea what I was doing but had to try and Keep Calm and Zumba On!
The great thing is, every woman there showed me much grace. Even a newbie to my class. She could have easily thought, This is a hot mess! and thrown in the towel. Instead she repeated what had quickly become my mantra: At least we’re moving! By the end of what was the most stressful teaching situation I’ve ever been in – I was a literal hot mess! I always perspire profusely when dancing – thanks to hormonal changes in my almost fifty body, but this was different. You know that stress sweat they talk about on that commercial? Yeah, that was me. I’m having a flash just recollecting it now! I must have apologized twenty times…Tell her it isn’t usually like this! I rasped out numerous times with my asthma at full throttle. Erratic as the routines were, my newbie and all of the other women said they’d be back. Furthermore, many went out of their way to hug me and say how well I handled the situation. If I appeared calm, it was nothing but the grace of God combined with their graciousness…
As a Pink Collar Savvy & Chic on Purpose Zumba instructor, I try to make dancing a wonderful experience every time. Part of that includes engaging women, not only in class but before and after. On the two days I teach, I send out a post with some type of image or inspiration. Yesterday I came across one – above – and felt it would be perfect to post for this morning’s class. Never could I have imagined how apropos it would be! So here’s a thank you and shout out to all the lovely Zumba loving ladies who demonstrated what it really means to Keep Calm and Zumba With Me!
Have you ever had to be Pink Collar Savvy & Chic on Purpose and Keep Calm in a home or work situation that felt anything but? What insight or inspiration did you gain?
It’s Day 230 of the Pink Collar Savvy & Chic on Purpose Project and yesterday reinforced how women feel better when we’re dancing. As I mentioned in Saturday’s post (I didn’t hit publish until after midnight so it showed up on Sunday), I took a nasty tumble getting into the shower that morning as I prepared to present at the High Heeled Success and Pink Collar Savvy & Chic women’s workshop on networking. After falling my first concern was about how it would impact my performance at the event; my second was It’s going to hurt more tomorrow, so how will I teach Zumba? Thankfully, pain meds and prayer got me through Saturday, but Sunday morning I woke up so sore and stiff, I thought I’d have to do low intensity to get through class. What I didn’t bank on was having about twenty high energy women show up ready to go full throttle. I shared my mishap and then showed them my proof copy of Seasons of Her Soul. Their combined empathy, enthusiasm and excitement throughout made me feel as if I had wings! I was able to lead the class pain free. Women really do feel better when we’re dancing!
Lest you wonder why I’m using the collective term “women”, I’m not the only one who expressed feeling better. There are at least two women in attendance recovering from surgeries, but they attend because a modified dance session is better than none. One Sunday class lover returned because I reinstated the class after a few years without it. The first two classes she was miserable, but this week she was back in her full-on dance zone. Another let me know life has settled down in all other areas so she can now resume dancing, which she’s missed. A young college student, a true Dancing Queen, has expressed interest in becoming a certified instructor. And a Zumba frequent flier who attends classes throughout the week, confessed she gets so into it she has to make herself not sing along so she won’t disturb other dancers. Having one of my mentors attend class and lead a routine and express that I’m doing a great job was so cool and encouraging. An Indiana transplant who just moved here for her husband’s job is finding her tribe with Zumba and I believe will become a friend of mine – she’s another Tammy (with a “y”). And I had the joy of watching at least three newcomers fall in love with Zumba right before my eyes. A beautiful thing to behold. Once the bug bites you, you’re a goner – in the best way!
As a Pink Collar Savvy & Chic on Purpose Zumba instructor, I’m humbled by the way my classes have been received and feel so blessed to be able to serve women in this way. It’s not just dancing, it’s ministry for me…Case in point, I received a text message following yesterday’s class from a woman I hadn’t seen in Zumba in a long time. Knowing that she’s been dealing with some major Ds (challenges), I’d been concerned about her. She told me she ran into one of the other instructors who let her know about my class. She thought it was wonderful and plans to attend each week. She’s also going to read my book and do some life coaching with me as she continues to pursue her best personal and professional life. All because women really do feel better when we’re dancing!
Oh, and doing my first book signing EVER for a someone who brought her copy wasn’t too shoddy either! ; )
How about you? What makes you feel better? Are you like the women in my class who fight through the Ds to do it? How can you incorporate more of what makes you feel better into your personal and professional life?
Be savvy & chic,
~Pink Collar Coach
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It’s Day 201 of the Pink Collar Savvy & Chic on Purpose Project and though I didn’t post yesterday, I’m still making it begin to look a lot like Christmas in my children’s bathroom while exercising childlike faith. While my Friday was productive, spent primarily working on professional tasks and meeting with my book launch coach, I felt discouraged (another D or challenge) about some personal matters. Then, after wrapping up my work, I finally got around to doing my daily devotional. It was entitled “Childlike Faith” and spoke specifically to discouragement. It stated that a child’s faith in God knows no doubt. The prayer at the end asked that God give the kind of faith that doesn’t give up despite discouragement, and that trusts like a child would. I’ve always had that kind of faith but yesterday I felt it waver. After praying that God would renew it, my spirits lifted immediately! I should know by now not to delay doing my devotion! With my childlike faith restored, I set a Santa with silver glitter on top of a cabinet and his smiling presence made it look a lot like a Savvy & Chic Christmas in my children’s bathroom.
Today, I remained in good spirits. For one thing, I not only got to dance, I got to lead class. Our wonderful instructor had car problems, so I got the class warmed up with two songs. Invigorating and excruciating is how I’d describe it! I’m still not back to full strength…But more than anything, it was just pure joy. I ALWAYS feel better, at least emotionally, when I’m dancing. : ) And no matter what my body feels like during, I never regret pushing through the pain. Hanging out with my hubby tonight was good for me too. From the beginning, he’s admired my childlike faith, so when I’m with him, I try to focus on the positive. He truly brings out the best in me.
As a Pink Collar Savvy & Chic on Purpose holiday decorating enthusiast, a through and through Zumba lover, and a child of God, I thought blogging about holiday decor would be a lighthearted endeavor. But it has called up some emotions I try hard to suppress. Dancing really does help. Still, the truth of it is, the holidays can be hard. I admit that not to discourage, but to encourage. Sometimes, we have to acknowledge our feelings and cry out for help during the hard (I cried buckets yesterday) in order to get the encouragement we need. Because just as we parents and lovers of the children in our lives long to give them good things, like a bathroom that’s beginning to look a lot like a Savvy & Chic Christmas, God longs to bless us, His precious children. Call out to him with the faith of a child. He’s a good, good Father, and will answer.
Are you facing the D of discouragement this holiday season? Be of good courage – the opposite of discouraged – it’s the season of good tidings of great joy! Baby Jesus was born!
It’s Day 184 of the Pink Collar Savvy Savvy and Chic on Purpose Project and this morning I received a such a warm welcome back from my awesome weekend Zumba crew that it warmed my heart. During the week I dance at my local YMCA and know the ladies from living in the community and having children in the same schools. Because we’re connected through our group Zumba page, other social media and via text, they know why I’ve been out for a month due to illness. Not so with my Saturday Fitworks crew. My friend Kibby has a membership and I attend as her guest, so while I’m friendly with the women in class, we only know each other by first name and aren’t in touch during the week. That made the warm welcome that greeted me even sweeter.
While the ladies in class didn’t have my contact info, because I’m a newly certified Zumba instructor, our teacher, Marina, located me through our Greater Cincinnati and Northern Kentucky Zumba group to let me know she’d missed me in class. Marina replaced our long time teacher only a few months ago, so it moved me that she went the extra mile to contact me. When I replied explained I was sick, she sent her well wishes and prayers. Also, because I’m short, I always stand in front directly to her left. She told me “Your spot is empty right now and waiting for you to fill it.” That little message motivated me to get better so I could get back.
As a Pink Collar Savvy & Chic on Purpose Chick who dances not only because I love it, but because I need it, I’m not gonna lie. Today was hard. My stomach hurt all last night and I woke up with a throbbing headache. I thought, How am I going to dance when I still don’t feel good? Then I remembered, I ALWAYS feel better when I’m dancing. I pushed through and got to class but was exhausted. After about twenty minutes of low intensity dancing I was ready to sit down. Forty minutes in I thought I was going to pass out. Marina stopped dancing for a moment to check on me after I took a few puffs of my inhaler and then bent over double in pain. Unable to join in for the first half of a new song, I watched the cool choreography and listened to the empowering lyrics and had to jump back in. By the end of the hour, I was so glad I’d come. I owe that to my awesome weekend Zumba crew, and do exactly what the title of that new song commands for women: Salute!
Though I actually saw “Leap” yesterday, I’m writing a review of it for Day 121 of the Pink Collar Savvy & Chic on Purpose Project. It’s received some rotten tomatoes from critics, but I believe I offer a fresh perspective, so please bare with me a) in case you’re wondering why I’m reviewing a children’s movie, and b) in case you’ve heard bad things/haven’t heard of it at all. Regarding the former, there are some lessons in this kids’ computer animated movie about holding on to our dreams that we adults can all use in real time. The latter was the case with me until my dear friend, Kibby, mentioned it. With my love of children’s movies, I was surprised I hadn’t seen one advertisement for it.
Most people know I love dance and am all about following your dreams, so the fact that the plot revolves around a tween orphan, Felicie, who wants to be a dancer more than anything in the world, and her best friend, Victor, who longs to be a famous inventor, and I was all in. The setting is Brittany, France, that is until the ambitious duo run away from the orphanage to Paris in hot pursuit of their dreams. Of course, their adventure is fraught with conflict and challenges, such as archenemies, wicked witch-like adult saboteurs, bad guys turned good, and even a prepubecent love interest. As if just being orphan children on the run in a huge city with nothing but the rags on their backs isn’t enough! The tactics these two employ to make their elusive dreams come true are unconventional to say the least… Some secondary characters offer both children opportunities and play a large part in making their individual pursuits possible. Some have compared the plot to “Flashdance” but have been very unkind about its weaknesses. I won’t give the ending away, but will ask that you give the movie chance. You will laugh, maybe tear up a little, and be uplifted.
This inspiring story is naive in a lighthearted, refreshing way. And by naive, I mean innocent in a truly family friendly way. From what I can tell, the critics are compairing this children’s movie to the other big name producers who pack so much adult innuendo into the movies to sell to the parents that I’ve often been embarrassed while watching with my kiddos. You know it’s bad when you’re eleven-year-old blushes and says, “Well, that was inappropriate.” Other than a little potty humor, there is none of that in this film. Instead, this little girl, on the verge of becoming a young woman, has always carried a candle for dancing in her heart, from the cradle. Literally, since a music box with a ballerina was the only thing her birth mother left there with her at the orgphanage. A postcard from a ballet academy in Paris fans the flame, and Felicie does light up the stage, something most little girls (and big ones) only dream of doing.
As a Pink Collar Savvy & Chic on Purpose Chick whose dream of my daughter loving dance didn’t come true due to divorce (it wasn’t encouraged), I’ll still support her in whatever her dreams are. She is a talented artist and has a gorgeous voice. At one point, she wanted to be the next American Idol. Sound lofty? Dreams are. But like the movie demonstrated, you’ll never know how high you can get if you don’t leap.
And you’ll never know if “Leap” deserves rotten tomatoes or is being reviewed by those sucking on lemons. Hope you’ll find out for yourself. Happy Labor Day!