December 3rd: Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors).
The sweat was pouring down my face as I did the steps from memory. I was suddenly the dancer I was always meant to be, someone out of A Chorus Line auditioning for a chance to show strut my stuff and be a star. I was confident and, while red in the cheeks and breathing hard, it was a healthy, fluid type. I felt good. I felt in shape. I felt like I could do this weight loss journey, including the fitness because it allowed me to do forty-five minutes of hardcore dancing in a way I hadn't in so long.
The chords of the music start again as I line up to begin the number just one more time. Committed to memory. I'm flying and dancing.
It was a good night. Simple and full of all that I am capable of.