Friday, July 17, 2009


Monday I kayaked.
Tuesday I spun.
Wednesday I yoga'd.
Thursday I surfed.
Friday I biked.

This summer I have turned over a new leaf and have decided to be active as much as possible. The nice thing about not working is that I have plenty of time to explore new hobbies, go to the gym, and try to fulfill my goal of being in the best shape of my life.

I was never athletic growing up. The only sport I ever played was volleyball in 7th grade-they needed one more player to form a team and my friend Hannah convinced me to join. To give you an indication of my skill level, I actually thought it was called "Ballyball" until the day I saw the sign up sheet in the girls locker room. It did not go well from there.

I dabbled in dance in high school, but only to get out of PE, and once that was done, so was I. My friends swam; I took pictures of them for the yearbook. My friends played water polo; I wrote an article about the water polo team for the school newspaper. You get the idea.

So, I've always thought that I just wasn't a sporty person-that I could make myself go to the gym to lose weight, but that I'd never enjoy working out and certainly assumed that sports or other athletic activities were beyond my reach.

This summer I discovered a new side to myself. I am by no means a super athlete-organized sports still sounds mildly terrifying to me. But, I started with riding my bike on the beach path near my house. Then I went on a few hikes with friends. Then kayaking. And this week I attempted to add surfing to the mix (which certainly needs more work). And I have enjoyed all of them. I am learning to play catch and have made it a goal to learn to play softball well enough that I don't humiliate myself on a co-ed softball team next year.  I have also been enjoying spinning and yoga classes at the gym, and dare I say it, I actually look forward to all these things.

What is my point? I'm sort of rambling here, but I guess I'm realizing that I don't necessarily fit into the box that I created for myself for several years. And that's good-it means I am not completely set in my ways-I am not finished growing and learning and changing, and I like that. So, my few blog readers, what boxes have you put yourself in? I say kick apart the cardboard and try something new!


  1. Im in the thank god its friday, OH MY GOD ITS MONDAY, lets hax0r, lets disc golf, lets play chess dammit, box.

    ...and it is awesome.

  2. I am happy for you. What is the opposite of turning over a new leaf? Righting an old weed? My summer seems to be going so fast, and I don't feel as though I have met any of the goals that I've set for myself during it. It's weird how that sort of thing oscillates in such a fashion.

  3. I love kayaking. When I have an income again, we should go sometime. And I've been dying to learn to surf! Is Adam teaching you?

  4. This articulates beautifully the exact reason why it's so cool you've taken up all those activities. The quality I admire most in a person is ability to change. I love this entry and how your active lifestyle this summer has made me think about outmoded definitions of the self.

  5. "Ballyball!" Oh, that's awesome! I once again LOL! Can't wait to tell Luke... box...I'm still working on getting out of the "Gotta strive to earn God's love" box. That one's big and it sucks. I think I at least have a foot out and maybe even an arm.

    Thanks, Jess.

  6. Getting out of the Jessica Fletcher's Roommate box was rough.