So, I have this problem. I love running outside, but I'm extremely picky about the weather conditions in which I will do so. Basically, it must be 72.6 degrees with no wind whatsoever. The problem, of course, is that there are pretty much 2.3 days per year in which my weather specifications will allow me to enjoy a good outdoor run.
Last year, it was during the summer when triple digits were the norm, that I went to Academy and bought a jump rope. Budget-friendly at $5.00, weather-friendly as an indoor activity thanks to the high ceilings in my apartment, and boredom-friendly as I could jump to a Friends or Gilmore Girls episode (or Grey's Anatomy, which was my newest poison of choice), the jump rope was my friend.
This year, I have a couple of new friends. Last Thursday, I ventured to Sport Authority (the Academy-version in Denton) where I purchased one of those little round trampolines, a Pilates DVD, and a Pilates mat. I've heard wonderful (and painful) stories about Pilates and how it "really, really works" from numerous people. Supposedly, the trampoline is a very good workout as well. These new friends are only budget-friendly for those who consider the CPU (cost per use, which makes the item relatively cheap if it's good quality), but both are weather-friendly and the tramp(oline) is boredom-friendly.
Last night, one of my new friends transformed into a violent weapon of mass destruction. I was ready for bed, so I turned off the living room light switch, which is strategically placed next to the front door and opposite my bedroom. I have the tramp(oline) set up behind my couch for easy Gilmore or Friends viewing whilst I jump. I forgot about this nifty set-up when I turned off the living room light to go to bed. In crossing my living room, my right ankle nailed the tramp(oline)--owie #1--and sent me flying forward. My right knee squarely hit the hardest metal of the tramp(oline)--owie #2. Thankfully, my instincts kicked in and my hands kept me from hitting my face on anything dangerous--owie #3. Today my left foot (how did the left foot get hurt?) is scraped and my right knee is swelling and killing me slowly.
I am deciding on the best punishment for my friend-turned-weapon. Throw the tramp(oline) in the dumpster to show it can't win and remind it that I have a Pilates DVD that loves me and would never try to kill me? Should I just jump really hard on the tramp(oline) in an attempt to beat the evil out?
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Pilates is your friend. Always. Especially since you can ignore a DVD more easily than a tramp. :)
Excellent story telling, Pegs. I love this woman! (ha ha ha ha ha)
I jumped on a trampoline really hard once---I pounced off of it like a dork and sprained my ankle. I would NOT suggest this!!! --Karina
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