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thank you John Bingham, penguin


Tuesday, July 09, 2013

Don't know if its my impending trip or getting to know about and reading John Bingham's books (king of the back of the pack) www.johnbingham.com or a combination of both or some other force of the universe or just plain kismet... but I think at the bottom of it all is the suggestion from Mr. Penguin-man that one look back over the course of one's life to see where one lost the notion of being an athlete that sparked (pardon the unintended pun) this light within...

I don't remember a whole lot about my elementary school years and before as to whether or not I was picked last for teams then or not.. i know that came to be later on in my life... I do recall being active, riding my bike everywhere, climbing trees, exploring, fishing and other activities with my best friend, Dianne. I spent hours making believe I was some sort of performer on my trusty bike, riding around the basketball court at the playground across the street from my house. Running up and down and climbing up and jumping off the bleechers at the ball park there in the playground. Jumping rope, playing punch, dodge and kick ball - other games like capture the flag, red rover, giant step.. (do kids even play these anymore? do know hide-n-seek is still played at least by the little kids who live next door and can seemingly be heard around the block!). It was that glorious time of puberty, or maybe pre-puberty, when that little athlete went into hiding... my weight went from 90ish to 163ish in just over a year's time... and there was a lot else going on, of which there is little need to go into here.. let's just say I couldn't eat enough candybars (5 cents at the time) in the half block walk from the grocery store to our house.. 3-4 were all I could cram in... emoticon

junior high was a disaster in so many ways.. i think my bike might have still been around although I don't remember how often it was ridden... do remember gymnastics and how i couldn't get this new body to do anything it was supposed to - and probably could have prior to packing on all those candy bars! emoticon emoticon but with things on and off the gym floor or ball fields (omg i just had a flashback of trying to play catcher in softball!) my confidence and self-esteem faded away

last night it was hot - as it has been for a couple of weeks - and instead of going home and flipping on the tv in the unair-conditioned house i sat on the back porch and just did that thinking ... and one thing from high school came to me... we were playing field hockey in gym class and I managed as a defensive player to steal the ball from someone about to strike it as she swung her stick back.. and thought I could have been doing this stuff all along! and its just as true now... maybe not fast, or even as fast as slow, and definitely not gracefully but speed and ease will come...

i was ready to take it on in college, switching my major in my freshman year from nursing to phys ed - it meant taking double the skills courses that fall as i had to do the freshman classes as well as the sophomore ones - only time in my life post pubesent life i had a 24 inch waist! they's not make it around my thigh now! but I did it - and again - what i said back there...

the other lovely realization was that i had to have a break-up in a relationship - at least a cooling off period - with one of my good friends alcohol... at least the hard stuff.. and in just 2 days that is a good feeling added to those about the past

and for a 3-some i read a post yesterday on a board for the 5% challenge... to have one centered on all the excuses! too hot too windy too late too tired too whatever - guilty! while it is true we need be mindful of 90 humid degrees it means taking precautions not a powder!

and the power we all have to get those demons out of our way and do what we know we can do - refind our inner athlete... that one we were born with.. that one that as a kid just naturally ran and ran.. that ignored the heat and the rain and the cold... and just did it

so here's to that little untarnished kid - and one very wise penguin..

thank you John Bingham!

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ANATASHIKI 7/10/2013 11:26AM

    yay penguin! I wasn't like that , I was the only fat kid and other kids were mean to me , I preferred to read or play inside .as a teenager I remember doing hundreds of crunches with no effect on my tummy but no running . I started running a few years ago and liked it

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DAWNSJOURNEY 7/10/2013 10:39AM

    LOVE It and so true.. I like you was a kid on the go.. I was not in the house but out of it and Now I so enjoy the moments when the kids around here play outside.. but it still was nothing like us..

We do need to get back to that kid who never let heat or rain stop them..

:)

Dawn

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