Twelve years ago, shortly after I got married, I stumbled across cardio kickboxing classes at my local gym. I fell in love with the movements and the inherent “fun” aspect of this group class. The instructor, Verna, quickly become one of the highlights of the class. She was fun, encouraging, and made you feel that even if you were terrible at something, you were still kicking butt. Within a few months, I was totally addicted and told my husband that someday I would like to teach cardio kickboxing, too.
A few years later, I started having babies — four of them in six years, to be exact. And my dream of teaching cardio kickboxing fell to the wayside. I was busy raising humans, homeschooling, writing for my own blog and others, and running a music business. Classes, licensing, and teaching had no space in my life, and so I more or less just put the dream out of my mind.
In 2016 I began training at mixed martial arts. I fell in love. I constantly say that it was the best adult decision I’ve ever made for myself. I have consistently taken 8-10 classes/lessons a week for an entire year, and it never gets old or boring. As a natural extension, this summer I started to re-dream my old dream. But this time, I took it a step further and started to pursue it.
It’s not that life is any less crazy or full, but my kids are bigger and I’m pretty good at time-management and felt that with a few changes, I could easily fit this into my life now. With bigger kids comes more sleep at night and an easier time navigating what to do with them while teaching — both things that got in the way of me doing this sooner.
It’s weird to chase a dream that developed before I had kids. It’s odd to think that these little humans weren’t in my life when I first thought about doing this, but now they are and I’m finding ways to do it while raising them. It was a complete “me” dream — not a “mom” dream. THAT was a first for me.
This summer I set out to compare group fitness certifications, and eventually decided on one and got to work. I studied every chance I got, and by the end of the summer, I had my certificate and was ready to go.
I started with volunteering to teach cardio kickboxing to the mommas at my homeschool co-op who are not working in a class during sessions. We parked ourselves in the nursery with all their little babies and got to exercising (and occasionally chasing babies around). I felt so energized finally doing something I’d dreamed of for 12 years!
In October, I began teaching a couple classes a week at my martial arts studio. To FINALLY realize my dream has been a huge accomplishment for me. Four years ago, I honestly thought I would never do it. It’s so fun and fulfilling to see a personal dream come full circle into fruition.
If you are a momma in the thick of raising little babies with dreams of your own still, don’t give up! Some dreams take a little bit longer and have some human-raising detours, but you can do it!
Do you have any pre-baby dreams or goals that you’d like to get back to someday? Share them with us in the comments!