I was driving my friend’s son home the other day and I was instantly transported back to my teenage years. He is imagining his future with a driver’s licence and I tried to advise him on a few things. Which turned around and bit me in the butt.
R- What year is your car?
Michelle-1994.
R-oh
Michelle- R, when were you born?
R-199_
Michelle-OMG, this car is older than you!
R-ummm
Michelle- I graduated high school the year you were born. I remember when people said that to me when I was young, and I thought they were very old. R, do you think I’m old?
R- Kinda old
Michelle- great.
So now I’m old in someone’s eyes.(and my car must be REALLY old) I knew that, at least I think I knew that… so why is it striking such a cord with me. I think it’s funny, so why should I take ‘old’ as a negative thing? Why don’t I turn it around as a positive one? I mean, I actually train Capoeira with R and I think that is a feat in itself! I am probably more active now that I’m old than when I was his age!
Speaking of age, my birthday is coming up and this year I have changed my celebratory plans. I’ve wanted to plan an activity for years rather than going out for dinner for my birthday. So this year I have challenged my friends to attempt the Grouse Grind! I am so excited and also a bit scared. I’ve wanted to hike this for a long time, but just never had the courage. So what better time than a birthday to accomplish such a feat?! And after a morning of hard work I intend to take myself to the Willow Stream Spa at the Fairmont Pacific Rim for my Pacific Rim Body Buffer! Hard work followed by blissful relaxation…Ooohhh can’t wait to tell you all about that!
This week also brings my training sessions with Tina to an end. After Tina left I had an urge to eat chocolate, drink wine, snack on chips and eat anything that was in my cupboard. What was this all about? And why had my thoughts all of the sudden changed? I have a new short term fitness goals (I also have thoughts of another long term fitness goal, but I have to build up enough nerve just to say it out loud!) It’s not even summer yet, so all this hard work cant’ go down the drain before the tank tops come out! Well I did nibble on a few nuts and raisins, but by the time I wanted to sit down for a glass of wine, it was too late. So I skipped it. The temptation is there… I guess it’s always there; it’s up to me to distract myself.
I find the best time to distract myself is when I run. This is the time where I get to mull over my week or think about upcoming tasks. I can clear my mind and although I am concentrating on my pace, breathing and distance… I do allot of uninterrupted thinking. I have also come to realize this is when I get most inspired for my blog topics. I try to plan my runs, but most often they are spontaneous breaks where my family is content and I can literally run out the door and be back in 45 minutes.
Unlike me the more it I take it for a run, the more aged my car becomes. Last week while driving my kids home from downtown and I honked at someone to alert them of a pedestrian crossing. Well, my horn got stuck. And for a long 25 minutes home, it randomly honked while cruising the freeway. Now, in case you missed your exercise session this is a great way to work up a sweat and burn some calories. Some people looked at me strangely, some giggled, and some got mad. As I raised both hands to signal that it wasn’t me, I am sure some drivers took my gesture as they were doing something wrong and I was saying WTF!
They obviously didn’t realize that if I have both my hands in the air, they could not possibly be on my horn. Even as I pulled in my street, my horn was gladly announcing my arrival to all my neighbours. I parked and one good punch to my steering wheel and disconnecting the wire stopped the embarrassment continuing any longer.
So this is it, it’s over, I’m on my own. It’s up to me, to challenge myself, to keep on track, keep making goals and be an example to my kids. (And maybe certain teenagers) I’ve got to keep fuelled up, my treads on the road, and instead of replacing my aging package, I just need to restore a few fuses!
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