“We need a montage (Even Rocky had a montage)”

I guess that’s funnier if you recognize the “Team America: World police” reference. Anyhow…. You know how in action movies they always have the great training montage? Think Rocky running up the steps of that museum, or Jean Claude van Damme as Frank Dux doing the split atop the Buddhist temple in “Bloodsport”. In the 2 minutes 39 seconds it takes for the catchy action song to play, our hero gets motivated, works his (or her) butt off, and gets ready to kick butt. Isn’t that cool? Dontcha wish it worked that way in life? Sometimes I do. Sometimes I wish I only had to experience those super exciting moments. Who wants to watch Rocky drooling over a bag of pretzels or watch Frank Dux bust into the hotel room mini-bar the night before the big fight in the kumate? Totally not tape worthy moments. On the other hand, I doubt anyone would want to watch me have a quiet breakfast with my son the way we do every day. Maybe a montage goes by too fast, and doesn’t give us the opportunity to savor the moments.

Yesterday I got up, fixed a healthy breakfast, and packed a healthy lunch. I walked at lunch with my friend. I ate roughly 850 calories by the time I left work. Dropped the boy off at tae kwon do and went over to his school to use the indoor track. The track is fairly standard – 13 laps is a mile, pretty springy. One corner has ellipticals, one has treadmills, and there is a little alcove with a couple of bikes. The equipment looks to be Soviet-made, circa 1962.

After warming up a couple of laps, I decided I would jog a couple, walk a couple. I didn’t have my running shoes, but I wanted to get my heart rate up. I stopped to use one of the ellipticals for 5 minutes for a change of pace. Even on the next to lowest setting, that thing was tough! But it worked. At one point I’m jogging around listening to the Isley Brothers singing “It’s Your Thing” and I wanted to throw my hands in the air & burst out into song (you know, like the church scene in the “Blues Brothers”). I though about VJ’s post yesterday, talking about how she always feels so good those few minutes riding her bike to work. Exercise does that for us. Isn’t it ironic that when we need it the most, we want it the least?

After moving my body the way it was built to for 45 fabulous minutes, I picked up the boy, went home, & heated up some soup. Had a great beefy tomato soup with ½ a roll. Then walked another mile, got cleaned up, had a fudgecicle & brushed my teeth. Could not get up this morning! I was pooped!

My plan for tonight is to lift weights at the potential new gym, which the hub now also wants to join.

Thanks for all the great comments. I am feeling a lot better.