Up until I turned 21, I danced probably six hours a day. During my senior year in high school, I was on two dance teams, took and taught studio classes, and did two plays. My body was moving in extraordinary ways on a pretty regular basis. I was in excellent shape, even though I ate terrible food all the time. I never had to think a second about my weight.
After my daughter was born, I was no longer able to keep up the pace. I danced a few hours each day while finishing my degree, but never again at the level that I was at before. Then once I graduated, I mostly just taught dance and only performed occasionally. When we left Oklahoma, my opportunities to dance nearly disappeared. I taught some beginner classes to girls not remotely interested in dancing and did a couple of shows that were fun but didn’t really include any strenuous dancing. I took Tae Kwon Do for a while and later ballroom dance. I tried to stay active, but it wasn’t easy.
And then once I moved to Taiwan, the only exercise I managed was long walks through the city, and the occasional hike. It’s hard to take dance lessons in a language you don’t understand.
The point of all this rambling is that I’m still really sore today from riding horses. Sometimes I miss being sore. I miss pushing my body to its limits. I am seriously out of shape. I get tired walking up a hill. The problem is, I loathe exercise for exercise’s sake. I can’t stand the idea of going to the gym, or jogging. If exercise isn’t a natural part of something interesting and enjoyable, it’s just torture to me. I have absolutely no interest. I am not so fat as to bring on the desperation that would be required for me to get on a treadmill. And you know I’m not going on a diet.
So what’s the conclusion? I guess there isn’t one. Sonny beat me up on Sunday. I need to find something else that will beat me up. Preferably something free or extremely low cost. Any suggestions?