Boogie Fever

I went rollerskating today. Like quad wheel, old school, skate club rollerskating. For something that seemed simple and uncomplicated in my mind, it really put me through a physical ringer in the present. Seriously, I broke into a sweat before even making it to the rink (could barely stay upright), and I was drenched in sweat after my first lap (helplessly scrambling along the railings and the wall all the way around it). I was breathing heavier and worked up more sweat after 5 minutes on skates that I do after 45 minutes on a spin bike.

I was a vision of flailing arms and legs and wheels. Quite the sober reality check to my fantasy roller derby alter ego, The Naughty Professor (or Wheelie Insane...I'm still working on it).

Let's take Keira to the skating rink and teach her how to skate, she said. What a fabulous idea, I said. We can start practicing for when we try out for The Naptown Roller Girls, I said. We just need to get into shape and then we'll be set for Touretta Lynn's Boot Camp! We are stupid.

I am so bent on getting a handle on my health, I tend to approach each idea without fear (full acceptance of humiliation but naively so) and then find myself stunned when the activity is much harder/less fun/more dangerous that I remembered it to be. Will I ever learn?? I started and stopped kettlebells last year. I was just getting into a groove when my carpel tunnel treatment went array. I've picked it back up because I am not doing enough for my weight loss (failing horribly with the diet). So there's 40 minutes on the elliptical in the mornings, spinning class on Monday nights, kettlebells three times a week, and I've confidently talked Dano into taking tennis lessons with me this summer. I've already started to talk up the roller derby fantasy with her...though today was a clear indication that we have much work to do before showing up at the tryouts. I do have some dignity that remains.

If I could just get the dieting under control then maybe I would see results??!?! Kettlebells nearly did me in last weekend, but I survived. No pain after Wednesday's routine, and we're doing it again tomorrow morning. [Sidebar: this is so cute...Dano bought a smaller exercise ball and a set of 2 pound dumbbells for Keira who wants to work out with us...can't wait to see her try to pump some iron. Go Keira!] I hope I didn't overdo the rollerskating today. I'd like the use of my legs tomorrow.