Tuesday, May 10, 2011
The kids and I are getting haircuts this afternoon. That right there is an NSV. We’re all looking pretty shaggy. I look like I stepped right off the cast of CATS or like I’m Wolverine’s middle-aged sister. But, that’s not really what this blog is about.
This may be cheating, but today, I want to celebrate my daughter’s NSV, because it’s very Sparklicious. Audrey just passed her first-ever, mixed martial arts belt test. You need to understand that, with the exception of my husband's high school golf and my heroic efforts on a 6th grade church basketball team, no one in our family has ever done such a thing. We just aren't athletically inclined. We don't even watch the Super Bowl. Why bother, now that we can watch the commercials on YouTube? We’re much more comfortable onstage, behind a camera, or sitting at a computer. This is uncharted territory.
I think Audrey surprised herself too. She homeschools and needed a PE credit, so we signed up for a homeschool MMA class.
Stop right there. Raise your hand if you suddenly pictured a room full of ninjas wearing denim dresses and buns. I assure you, that’s not the case, but it did just make me laugh. Heh heh.
She was nervous, expecting a bunch of athletic kids who already knew what they were doing and the instructor from Karate Kid. “Sweep the leg, Johnny!” Couldn’t have been farther from the truth. The kids are all different ages and levels. All the older kids love on the little ones and the more advanced kids are excited to help the newbies. The instructor is a sweet guy who's earned the kids’ affection and respect. Audrey quickly learned that she could do this stuff and, even more surprising, she liked it.
For a kid who hated gym class and loathed and despised running around the track, this is welcome news. Now she’s working out with friends, having a good time, and growing more fit and confident every day. Doesn’t that sound Sparkilicious to you? That’s my favorite part of SparkPeople--a community that’s encouraging each other while we work and play. We’re so ninja. And now, I gotta run so we won’t be late for our appointment. Because, even ninjas need haircuts.