"Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head"
Thursday, September 30, 2010
This afternoon as I trudged from my office to the parking lot where my car was parked, the song made famous by BJ Thomas – Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head, came to my mind. And from there, my mind drifted to the boy who was in my daughter’s Grade 9 class, and who loved to sing this song, was next in my thoughts.
The further I walked from the school, however, the lyrics to the song left my head as did my daughter and her classmate. Its really pouring out here, and I began to think about my evening walk, or the possibility of there being no evening walk. “Cancelled due to weather conditions” might prevail this evening.
In my desire to become more active and fit I have refused to pay for a membership to a gym or to a Curves program. I like to say that the reason I don’t have a membership to any of these is because I’m Scottish and too cheap to pay for a membership.
But the reality is probably because any more than a walk or a bike ride is not for me. I have had an abhorrence of physical activity and exercise ever since I was a young child. As a young adult I attempted tennis lessons, but spent more time chasing the ball than actually playing the game. Cross-country skiing was all the rage in the 70s and I tried that a few times, but spent more time sitting on the ground than actually skiing. I was that kid that couldn’t keep up with the rest of the class as they ran around the track in high school, and I was that one that could never perfect the technique of a backwards summersault in Grade 3, let alone a hand stand. And I was the first student in my high school to realize that you only needed one physical education credit to get a high school diploma. To horror of school officials I probably was the one that started the downward trend in PhysEd enrolment.
So here I am, on a rainy evening wondering how I’m going to get that 30 minute walk completed and the 10,000+ steps I’ve committed myself to per day. I might be able to get my exercise in at the community arena that boasts a walking track (which is free of charge to users). But, no, wait, this is Thursday night and that’s the night that our local minor-hockey team usually has a game. No walkers allowed. So I’m praying for something to give – either the rain to let up to an acceptable drizzle, or that the hockey team has a game away from town tonight….