It’s after midnight. I should probably go to bed. Not that I have anything to do tomorrow. It’s break. I’m done with my finals. ALL of them. Including the one that I cared about the most and doesn’t actually count toward my college degree.
I spent three hours tonight working on the final section and a half (out of like 6, this whole thing took me about three days to do) of my personal training certification final exam. I finished it. Looked over it. Freaked out for a second and made the Actor convince me that it was totally okay to submit it.
And then I worked out, took a shower, feeling pretty proud of myself for finishing the exam, and then I ate a peanut butter poptart as a reward for finishing the exam while watching Mickey’s Once Upon A Christmas. And then I turned on my computer, meaning to just check things real quick before going to bed and then I saw it. The email from ISSA. I opened it, and it took a second because it wasn’t screaming at me that I passed, but then I saw the “Congratulations on passing the exam” and I started, I shit you not, hyperventilating (ok, maybe not that far), and I started pawing at the Actor who was sitting next to me and made him look at the email himself because I couldn’t talk. I did it! I passed the exam! It took them like two hours to grade it and get back to me! And I’d already had my victory treat.
So I’m officially certified now. I need to find a personal training job. I love where I work now. It’s minimum wage and I press buttons on a touch screen and swipe cards, but the people are great, but this is what I really want to do with my life, so I’m gonna do it. After Christmas. It’s break. But I’m so excited!
And for no reason this how I feel about it. It’s after midnight, all my family is asleep, and the Actor was playing a video game when I told him. Not that I expected a fanfare and confetti or something.
Okay, maybe a little bit.
But just in time for New Year’s Resolutions I’ve got my certification! Yay!!!! I am now a certified personal trainer. 🙂