Daily Prompt: Back to School | Recess

If you could take a break from your life and go back to school to master a subject, what would it be?

Going back to school to master anything scares the pants off me, but if I had a choice and the time, it would be any and all forms of recess. I was always the shy kid picked last for teams (does wonders for your self-esteem), because I sucked. When I tried out for cheerleading, I got into a split (my first ever) and couldn’t get up. I had to help to get up. I was the laughing stock of the entire school for weeks.

I could not run fast to save my life. A sit-up in those days would kill you. They tried to make you do male push-ups, but that did not last long. No one could do one! Then there was the totally embarassing, “We must, we must, we must improve our bust, the bigger the better, the wider they spread, the boys depend on us!” How utterly embarassing is that in front of a gym full of kids?

Masteringing recess would boost my enthusiasm for exercise later life. If I had learned to enjoy excercise at an earlier age, maybe I wouldn’t avoid it like the plague today. Above I am talking about middle school, once in high school, we were given more choices. Band, chorus, drama, horticulture, and tennis along with a few others. I chose chorus and exercised my vocal chords.

My homeroom teacher in 9th grade was a coach, the JV girls basketball coach. He saw me walk in his classroom and started the recruiting. I’m a wee-bit tall. I had no idea how to play, much less whether I could dribble or not. He didn’t care, he was dertermined to teach me. I played one game, got my picture in the annual and quit. I sucked at basketball too! But my dad was proud because I tried.

If I was just a little more attentive, maybe I would have a greater interest in being fit today. My lazy days of middle school sent me into fearful choices in high school and I has been left has left out of shape st 47. It is truly tough to whip an old body into shape when it hasn’t been exercising all along.

Knee Business! Happy Dance!!!!! woooohooo……

I love seeing a doctor and leaving with a smile on my face. With my fall, I  did not cause any permanent damage, because there isn’t any cartilage there to tear.

She has an idea to try before talking about major surgery, so we’ll give that a shot and talk new knee when we have to. I’m game. I’ll rather get an injection under the patella, than go under the knife.

Again, the good Lord has watched over me and showed me flipping out about this is not always the answer. My Faith gets stronger daily. It is really hard not to stress over your health, when you have so many things to stress over. Barry and I are learning to let God take the lead on health issues. The better we get at it, we are honestly feeling less stress over things.

It has gotten to the point that I actually leave my cane or walker in the car, because I don’t want to feel like a little old woman or have anyone laughing at me. Pure silliness. I’m learning to leave my pride in the car, not my walker.

I just got a new walker. Barry says he’ll pimp it out for me if I want him to. A few things might be cute, but I wouldn’t want him to go overboard. The kids will love it! 

I got permission to get my exercise program going again. I’m hoping to start in the morning. I’ve missed the gym.