Monkeys. My life is full of them :)
Tuesday, August 06, 2013
Monkey Number 1 is my Darling Son, who so impressed himself by his climbing skills that he's practicing constantly. After playing "retrieve the escaped monkey" three times yesterday at nap time, I finally sat him down and had a talk with him. It went something like this:
Me: You have to take a nap now. You're tired, and after you sleep we can play games.
Monkey: No. Run. Games.
Me: No. Nap first, then games.
Me: NO climbing. You take a nap, no climbing, and after your nap we'll play games.
Monkey: No climbing?
Me: That's right. It's nap time.
Two hours later:
Monkey's voice from his room: No climbing. Daddy Up!! (which means "I'm not allowed to climb, so Daddy get me out of this crib!")
Me: Good monkey! Now we can Run.
"Run" is his current favorite game, and the rules are simple: I just let him run up the street as fast as his little legs can carry him. He can run almost the whole length of the street before he sits on the curb to "rest." What's really funny is that he will sometimes look at you and say "hydrate" when he wants a drink. The neighbors fall all over themselves and think that's so impressive. (It's just what I used to say to him when we went for our strolls. I'd say "Mommy needs to hydrate" and I'd hand him his cup. It cracks up strangers though.) Then we had to go home and climb up and down the steps for ten minutes.
Maybe I should build a rock wall or something in the backyard? Or just get a big cage with a trapeeze and some bananas and let him have at it?
Monkey Number 2 is the one on my back: This dang ACE test. Lord grant me the serenity to study the massive amount of anatomy and kinesiology in these books. Grant me the wisdom to actually remember this stuff. And courage to actually sit down and take this test.
I feel for EVERY adult who goes back to school and feels overwhelmed by all the classes. Why was studying so much easier when we were kids? Because we didn't know it was that hard? Oi. Keep Calm and Make Note Cards.
Monkey Number 3: is dance. It's always dance. Last night's was a GREAT practice session though, and even though this choreography is insanely fast and insanely detailed, it's starting to mostly look manageable. I felt good about working through the first 3 combinations last night, even though I'm sure it looked a dreadful mess. At least I know where most of the weight shifts are. It's been a while since I actually felt like I was improving, so last night's practice was empowering.
An associated monkey is the Khazafy saidi dance I'm supposed to be relearning and teaching my students. I'm not sure what we're performing in October, but the cymbal dance is NOT ready. I think if I can break it down we can manage this one. I haven't even begun to look at blocking it yet, but the cool thing about learning from a Reda Troupe dancer is that most of their choreographies are already designed for groups, so if you squint a little and change the orientation of some of the dancers, the things block themselves.
Monkey Number 4 is pretty much my friends, and I've pretty much decided I'm going to reshuffle that deck and try again. Dr. Birdie's comment today from SparkCoach made me realize something: "People often treat their weight loss as a socially inappropriate affliction to be hidden away with secrecy."
I'm not ashamed of my weight loss or of my need to lose more. I've been hiding it (except here on Spark) because of what my "friends" say about it. Something somebody told me once seems really relevant here: "These people aren't your friends. They simply share something in common with you." Although that quote wasn't to me, it's appropriate.
I wish it was as easy as saying "I wash my hands of you people" and I could stop thinking about them and stop hurting, but of course it's not. I also wish I could channel that energy I spend on them into focusing on dance and the ACE studying. I am going to try that.
As far as the program, Mondays are always the easiest days for me. I do EVERYTHING on the schedule on Monday. It's around Wednesday that I start slacking. In any case, once again I'm trying the 28-day challenge, to do resistance training EVERY DAY for 28 days. (Is that Monkey Number 5?) I think if I can just do it consistently for 7 days, I'll be able to maintain that streak. NO EXCUSES!!!!! JUST DO IT!!!!!!! Last night I lifted much heavier arm weights than I'm used to, and it felt great! I need to remember that feeling when I decide to blow off my whole 10-minutes of weight training for Candy Crush or some other waste of perfectly good time.