I'm thankful my gym offers childcare.
I'm thankful for the children God gave me after years of infertility.
I'm thankful for awesome Zumba teachers.
I'm thankful for legs that can hold me while I dance my butt off (literally).
I'm thankful for a car to get to the gym.
I'm disappointed and frustrated that, after dragging my blessings across town (against their will) in my beautiful car to my great gym with the awesome Zumba teachers, I had to turn right around and come home because the childcare zone is at capacity.