Monthly Archives: March 2012

Zumba Fitness!

Something that I have actively been trying to do lately is step outside my comfort zone and try new things.  When I was in college, it seemed that things like that happened much more naturally and often, and they were some of the best experiences in my four years at Notre Dame…

Tomatina Survivors!

…Like on the first weekend of college, when the girls who lived down the hall knocked on my door and convinced my roommate and me to come to the Morrissey Tomatina, one of the signature dorm events at ND.  Morrissey Manor, one of the boys’ dorms on campus, stages a giant tomato fight in a parking lot behind the dorm.  You pay for goggles and the privilege to throw tomatoes at friends and strangers, with all proceeds going to charity, of course.  Chucking tomatoes at each other was the beginning of some great friendships.

…Or the time three of my friends and I ended up as the lone members of the church choir at a little parish up the street from our flats in London.  For full details of this slightly mortifying, slightly endearing experience, I will refer you to the post on my blog from my semester abroad in London.

…Or when some of my friends decided to take an “Irish-American Tap Dancing” class during our last semester of Senior Year.  With my natural grace and coordination (not), of course I was game!

Tappers!

So since I haven’t been throwing tomatoes at anyone, singing in a choir, or tap dancing, I figured it was time to try something new.  Ok, that last part isn’t true.  Michael Jackson’s “The Way You Make Me Feel” was our big tap number–ask anyone who saw us do the dance at every single party during second semester senior year…I’m sure they never want to hear that song or see us tap dance again.  Anyway, so the song came on the radio as I was driving yesterday morning, and I may be guilty of doing a little tap dancing/bopping at a red light on the way to the rink.  But I digress.  It was time for something new.

I alluded to trying a Zumba class in a post from this summer, but that was a short-lived foray into this new fad form of exercise.  For those of you who aren’t familiar with Zumba, check out some of the sweet moves in this video.

My friend Kerrin and I thought that our usual exercise routine at our gym was getting boring, so we decided to try a Zumba class.  Enter my something new, my something out of my comfort zone.  Because, as I mentioned earlier, coordination and grace are not really two talents of mine, at least outside of an ice rink.  Just last week I walked right into the frame of my bedroom door, which left my right hand looking like I had punched somebody, bruised and cut.  For some reason, off the ice I am a complete and total spazz.  So I wasn’t really sure how this would translate in a Zumba class, but I was ready to give it a whirl.

Luckily, my years of skating and semester of tap dancing have actually somewhat come in handy in our Zumba class, although I still can’t say that I look coordinated.  I can at least follow an 8 count, and I haven’t fallen over yet!  Our favorite spot is in the back row, in the center of the room (so no one can see us through the class doors on the right and left sides of the room), preferably with someone standing directly in front of us, so we don’t have to look at ourselves in the mirror.  But once those requirements are in place, Zumba is actually pretty fun.  It’s a great workout (my very sore legs the next day attest to that), and I’ve even been brave enough to venture to a few classes alone, without the support of a friend to laugh with me at our mishaps.  I actually think it’s good for me to be able to laugh at myself, as I turn to the left when the entire class is going to the right.  It reminds me not to take myself too seriously.  I’ll get back to you if I break an ankle and my outlook changes, but for now I think I’ve found my new spot out of my comfort zone.  Maybe I’ll even gain some coordination when all is said and done (although I’m not holding my breath)!

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Another quote…

I wanna do something that matters, say something different
Something that sets the whole world on its ear
I wanna do something better with the time I’ve been given
I wanna try to touch a few hearts in this life
And leave nothing less than something that says…I was here~Lady Antebellum, I Was Here (2008)

I’ve noticed that most of my blog posts lately have been quotes, either from song lyrics stuck in my head, or inspirational people.  Deviating a little bit from the original subject matter, but I think a worthy deviation.  Most of these quotes are the words that are guiding me, inspiring me, or making me think twice about things as I navigate my so-called grown-up life.

This song from the fabulous country group Lady Antebellum is one of my favorites, partially because I love Lady A, and also because this song has a permanent spot on my “Take that world, you can’t bring me down” playlist (it’s a good one after a rough day, trust me).  Hope you enjoy!

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Bringing Back Flashback Friday

“To be a leader you must have a vision. It is a vision you must articulate clearly and forcefully on every occasion. You cannot blow an uncertain trumpet.”
Rev. Theodore M. Hesburgh, C.S.C.

Bringing back Flashback Friday with some wise words from Father Hesbrugh. president emeritus of Notre Dame and influential leader in education, religion, politics, and civil rights for the better part of the last 60 years.  I once held the door for him while walking into the library at Notre Dame, which fittingly bears his name.  It was quite the moment.

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March 16, 2012 · 2:52 pm

As I have been known to do on this little blog, I am going to brag about/pass on the link to a blog written by one of my friends.

http://4oh4ed.blogspot.com/

He tells me it’s a blog about complaining, and I can attest that he is in fact one of the funniest complainers I know.  A little teaser: the first post is about the origins of Daylight Savings Time, which weirdly enough involves golf and butterflies.  Check it out!

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March 13, 2012 · 10:54 pm

Acting my age?

So you may have noticed that many of my posts have a label, or category.  Sometimes it’s Writing, other times it’s the Future, or Musical Inspiration.  Whatever it is, the category is on the bottom left of the post, next to the words: “Filed Under.”  I started this post by labeling it “Uncategorized” because it doesn’t really fit into the categories I normally write about.  Basically, something wacky (or maybe just pathetic?) happened to me and I thought it was funny enough to share on this little blog (here’s hoping that’s true!).

As I’ve mentioned in some older posts, I teach skating on Saturday mornings.  Every week, I head to the rink with one of my oldest friends, who I have skated with since we were ten years old.  We practice for an hour, than teach for an hour.  And as it has always been for me, skating is the best stress reliever there is.  No matter what is going on in any other part of my life, I get such joy and happiness out of my time on the ice.  Which explains why my friend and I are still at it, 13 years later.  I might not be preparing for competitions or representing the Fighting Irish synchro team anymore, but I still love getting out on the ice and challenging myself each week.

Which brings me to this Saturday morning.  My friend and I are rinkside, stretching out and lacing up our skates, when a parent of another skater asks us a question:

“Does one of you have your license?”

We looked at each other, slightly confused.  Why the heck does this guy want to see identification?, I wonder.

“Excuse me?” my friend asks.

“How old are you two?  You can drive yourselves to the rink?” the dad responds.

“Um…23” my friend and I say in unison.

“WHAT?  No way, we all thought you both were 16.”  “Oh, me too!” chimes in another mother.

Seriously, people?

Somebody needs a few lessons from Miss Conduct.

Now, I am well aware of the fact that I look younger than my age.  I always have.  I work at a high school where I am often mistaken for a student (I always tell myself that they must think that I’m a senior…).  More people than I can count have told me, “Oh, you’ll appreciate it someday, when you’re 50 and still look 30!”  I’m not entirely sure that’s how this works, but I’ll keep my fingers crossed.

I suppose I’ll have to let you all be the judges…do these two figure skating 23-year-olds look 16 to you?

Personally, I'd say we look at least 19. 😉

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