Thursday, January 21, 2010

Where I "Jam on It"

I've been staying up too late recently. There's something magical about the house when the kids are sleeping, and Jim is either sleeping or working away at his Masters class. There's silence.

And so I stay up way later than I ought to, soaking it all in. No one is pulling on my arm, or whining - yup, it's been a rough few days, and my rose-colored sunglasses are missing after Henry emptied my purse for what could be the 32nd time today.

I recently found a new blog to read during this late night me-time. Basically, it boils down to "young woman, new city, zany adventures that wouldn't have been tackled in old city, and therefore new life(ish)."

And in the spirit of her blog, I give you my own rip off of Not That Kind of Girl:

Not The Kind of Girl: dons a funky hat with spandex hot pants and midriff shirts to shimmy and shake it on MTV (if, you know, MTV actually played music videos) as a back-up dancer.

I am: shamefully out of shape, chronically sleepy, and fairly clumsy

I am not: Fly-girl material

The Scene: I'm in my living room, tightening up sneaker shoe laces as well as my own resolve. I had already had a good inward chuckle at myself in the fitness aisle of Target. I laughed again at the checkout as the "Hip Hop Cardio Workout" dvd crossed the scanner, was put into a bag and handed to me.

Me? How the heck did THIS happen?

I decided to start feeling better, and actually do something about my body. The truth is there is no reality in me getting to a gym (time and money issues - no excuses there, real roadblocks), and I detest being cold, so winter walking is out (that is, admittedly, an excuse). I had started pricing home exercising equipment and mentioned it to my mom who agreed to loan us their treadmill. It wouldn't fit in Jim's HHR - we didn't even try - and it wouldn't fit in a mini-van we travelled in during Thanksgiving (Jim needed it for work in the area). There was a quasi agreement that mom and dad would bring it to us (ye-haw!).

So I waited, and made the day the treadmill arrived in the 616 area code, my start day for a new fitness day.

...and scheduling or some other thing hasn't brought the treadmill yet.

I grew restless and guilty and took the love handles by the... handles and opted to go the dvd route. And, well, if I were going to be spending time and effort, I might as well have some fun.

So... Target, dvd.... and a moment in my day when a woman instructs me with a perky smile to "Jam-on-it."

The Verdict: "Hip Hop Cardio" is kicking my butt, and it's fun, but at about minute 4.5 I remember a moment in middle school when a group of friends decided to make up a dance to something on the pop charts. I went left when they went right, and never quite got that spin down. But, then it wasn't any fun. Now? I laugh at myself and proceed. Extra bonus: the dvd came with a kickboxing workout that is also working nicely for me.


That Kind of Girl said...

Dude, that's awesome! That sounds like a pretty fun workout. I've been thinking lately of doing a bellydancing class to get in shape slash because it's the last thing I would ever willingly do, and this post totally inspired me to do it!

Christina said...

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Good for you! I would love to do something like this but doing it at home never appealed to me. Maybe I should try... I too need help with my coordination and I would also still like to "represent" for the place where I came from.

AmyinMotown said...

Good for you! I have no discipline, none, when it comes to workout videos. Our Y membership KILLS us every month, but there's free childcare and now they have free classes I actually want to take (yoga and Pilates). And I understand the giggle about hip hop cardio. I'm starting to run again and the big song on my (ancient) iPod to get me through is Eminem's "Lose Yourself." Why yes I AM almost 40 and a deeply unhip mother of two. I do live near Eight Mile, though, so maybe that gives me some cred?

Juli D said...

You go fly girl!

Kerri said...

No one has to know if you're not doing it right. That's the beauty of exercising at home. :) Also, any movement (even if you're gonig right when she's going left) is better than no movement. Way to go!

Anonymous said...

I'm with ya girl, Wii Fit's Advanced Aerobics makes me feel quite uncoordinated. ~Bri

Monica said...

At home is the only way I roll. I'm too lazy to plan a trip to the gym. :) I've got quite the collection building up of workout DVDs so if you ever want to swap out your Hip Hop one for something fresh, just let me know!