I didn't do my Karen Voight stretching DVD tonight because my daughter came over for a visit. She walked on our treadmill. When she was done, I told her about my blog about her little brother laughing at me while I work out, especially at my videos. My son protested my account of his laughing, stating he wasn't really laughing all that much. :p My daughter said one commenter of my blog was right, I'd better get newer videos so my son doesn't have so much to laugh about, citing the clothes. Yes, I understand and agree that workout gear has become better over the years (er, decades).
Then I got out my Hip Hop Abs DVD, which wasn't even out of the shrink wrap yet. My daughter popped it in, and it is defective! It looked like a computer screen with a video card that is broken. Well, at least that's progress. I know at this point that I no longer have a DVD that was released lately, and I can get rid of it. I hope they'll give me a refund. Now about a ballet DVD...I'll have to see if any exist these days.
Most important, I've decided that walking is my one true love. Sometime between now and around 1990 when I was doing exercise shows and videos in earnest, I'd become an outdoor lover, an outdoor exerciser. I'd say it was the winter of 1994/1995 when I first discovered that a walk a day is a sure cure for seasonal affective disorder. My doctor told me when I went in to see him that 10 minutes a day is all the sunlight you need to beat it, and you don't even need sunshine. Even a cloudy day will do. What a great deal, huh? Pretty cheap therapy and most pleasant too! I didn't take the medication samples he gave me. The walking did it!
My change to outdoor exercise probably had something to do with moving to a much smaller house too. If I had all the room that I had before, with a whole room dedicated to exercise, I'd probably be keeping up some aerobics and weightlifting in front of the TV screen. I didn't have to work out in the living room in those days, and I had the whole house to myself during the day. Total privacy, as everyone back then walked out the door in the morning and I didn't see them until 3:30. What a luxury. Nowadays, my walks are an escape where I can take my time and be at peace. Finally, a slower pace, a pace I choose.
I guess I have changed permanently into someone who doesn't really like indoor exercise. I can't go back into the past and I really don't want to.
Oh, just thought of what my son told me earlier today. He said he was thinking this morning about how happy he is that I'm his mom because I'm one of the kindest people in the world. Even when I bug him about school, he knows I'm doing it in his best interest so he can go far in this world. And I thought he didn't notice...
Just thought I'd pass that on for balance. One of those sweet moments.