I’m not suggesting anyone go jump off a cliff or anything too insane. However, we should try things that make us a little uncomfortable. The end results might surprise us.
I have a terrible fear of heights. Even when I rock climbed; my fear of heights took over at 50 feet. When I went to the Renaissance Festival, they offered a zip line for the courageous. I surprised myself by jumping at the chance. It was lower than a typical zip line, but still high enough to scare me to death. I felt a pull to do it anyway.
I paid my fee, got suited up in my harness, and climbed to the top of the tower. My body started to vibrate as fear consumed me. The girl that was supposed to go before me started to have a panic attack. She scrambled down the stairs past me, her face frozen in fear. I battled with myself. Should I back down too? I realized that I could quit and regret what might have been, or I could face my fear and just do it because that’s what Chasing Stormi was about.
I let them hook me up. I asked the guy, “So I’m afraid of heights. Any advice?” He said, “You’re not alone. The best thing to do is just treat it like you’re jumping into cold water. Close your eyes, run and jump to get it over with. If you just step off, you’ll freak by not feeling anything under you. You’ve got this!”
Run and blindly jump. Well, that’s what we’ve been doing this whole time. This is what I have asked you to do regularly. I was more determined than ever. So I closed my eyes, ran, and jumped into the air.
The breeze was blowing the hair out of my face, and I began zipping towards the next tower. I opened my eyes and squealed as I soared to the other side. There was a guy standing on the top of the tower that slowed me down to land. My body was shaking more than ever. However, a sense of pride flooded over me. I DID IT! I ZIP LINED! Now I had to do it again. So I closed my eyes and jumped once more.
By the time I was done, I was vibrating excessively from head to toe! I had never felt more alive! I was really proud of myself. I had been doing small things, but this was something big for me.
Bollywood is a dance style that caught my eye first when I saw an old friend, Kimberly Wyatt, show off in the Pussy Cat Dolls video “Jai Ho” from Million Dollar Slumdog. Then again I saw it while watching Smash. It looked so fun and exciting that when I saw it being offered on Groupon.com I jumped at the chance to take a couple of classes of Bollywood Fitness!
When the instructor walked in and was a tiny framed, 4’6” I figured I was in trouble. You see, by the time she’s on her third move my orangutan arms and giraffe legs were just finishing the first move. I tried to stay positive and keep trying to follow along, but by the end of the class my bad knee and ankles were so sore it was almost unbearable.
Well, it was only the first class. Maybe the second would be better…..unfortunately no such luck. Even though this class was bad for my knee and my ankles, it’s definitely a cardio workout! So I suggest you giving it a go. Even though I tried with my old and injured body to no success, I strongly encourage you to give it a try! You may not be able to fully get into it on your first go. At least sign up for the two classes and give it a second try before you decide if it’s for you or not. Although there will be no Bollywood Fitness in my future, I love that I can say I gave it a go. TWICE!
When I saw the Groupon to go to 68’s Inside Sport, I thought to myself…”Why not stand in a cage and swing at various flying balls?” You see, I was not built for sports. I cannot catch, throw, hit, dribble, or kick. The only thing my body was able to do that was considered sports was running track and volleyball. “How could you play volleyball if you are so sadly uncoordinated?” you ask. Well, you just have to keep the ball from hitting the ground. And the ball was rather big.
However, on my quest to try new things I grabbed a helmet and a bat and took my stance hoping to leave with minimal bruising… STRIKE ONE! Which is what I was expecting to do for an entire hour, but somehow I managed to make contact with the ball to my bat and made it soar out in front of me! What the heck did I do?! And could I do it again?... I can only imagine the shame that a coach would take on my stance, but I didn’t care. I hit another one! A miss, and then I hit three more in a row!
I had the baseball fever all over again! Even though it had been over 15 years since I was forced to play sports I was not built to play in gym class, I found myself thoroughly enjoying myself. I only hit about ¾ of the balls. That was a new record for me! My stance was gosh awful, but I can proudly say that I was successfully hitting the ball far out in front of me! Not bad for being a clueless kid. Ha! So whether you’re a pro or a novice, I would suggest trying the batting cages. It’s also a great place to blow off any built up steam....
A girl just trying to find her way, stepping outside of her comfort zone, trying new things, and making new friends along the way!