Be a Beginner

I am always amazed at watching my 5, 3 and 1 year old boys.  They are always trying something new, trying to figure something out, moving around, climbing on things and generally just moving through their world in a different way each day.  I was inspired!

I decided that my three goals for this year are to laugh more, love more and make more mistakes.  My type A personality loves the t’s crossed neatly if you know what I mean.

So, today I tried to include all three of these goals into one activity: Zumba!  A year or two ago I said that I would never try Zumba and that I would never join a gym again… well never say never people!  I did both of those things this morning.  My very wise neighbour had, over time, convinced me that I should try Zumba.

IT WAS INCREDIBLE!  It was fun, I made a fool of myself and I got some great exercise.  It was one activity where I had to solely focus on what I was doing. I couldn’t worry about the boys at home, what I was going to cook for dinner or the pile of laundry.

Here is an image that I got off the web that sums up the experience for me:

Now off to have a rest, I am sore!

What are you going to do this year to “be a beginner”?  What new pathways are you going to create in your brain?

11 thoughts on “Be a Beginner”

  1. Good for you!

    I want to exercise more this year – not Zumba, just walking. Last [academic] year I was teaching, and I got at least half an hour of fast walking, four days a week – and sometimes five.

    This year, I am working from home, on my computer. The exercise that I do get – walking fast with a stroller – is probably harder to do, but since I don’t *have* to leave the house, I often push it off, or leave it for DH (especially during cold/rainy weather). Sure, we play outside. But it’s exercise for DS, not for me. So, I’d like to get half an hour of walking, four days a week.
    Let’s see if I make it . . .

    1. Just so you have a mental picture of what Zumba was like: I am six feet tall and almost kicked the lady next to me when I took the Zumba class. At least I didn’t fall over! So, get out there and walk and don’t kick anyone! You can do it!

      1. LOL! That certainly is a funny picture! Right, it’s good taht you didn’t fall. I can’t walk now because walking up a hill that’s covered in ice makes me nervous, but as soon as it melts, I want get out there and do it!

      1. We don’t have many blue skies here either. Lots of snow though! Do you get out walking every day? Do you feel safe walking around alone as a woman?

      2. I don’t get out every day, because that would mean taking DS with me, and frankly, it requires lots of planning. But when I do get out, I get lots of exercise, because it’s all hills over here, and I’m pushing a stroller, with or without a backpack. I’m trying for a couple times a week during the winter.

        I’m not a fan of walking alone at night, but I think that’s because I grew up in America. During the day, I never thought twice. I have this theory that victims are pre-chosen based on body language, so whether or not that is true, it comforts me. I also try to be very aware of my surroundings, which isn’t hard if you’re hyper-alert for funny looking strangers and suspicious objects.

      3. Oh, I LOVE it! I have gone every week. It is so much fun and so freeing. The activities I usually do are quite one dimension – walking, cycling, cross country skiing. Zumba is so far out of the box and so much fun. Thanks for asking.
        Did you see that I tried to add a link to your post on boxes?

      4. Yes, I saw. Thank you! I didn’t have a chance to look at it then, because I was on a public computer, it wasn’t showing up right, and I had to skedaddle. But I will take a look now. 🙂

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