March seemed like an ordinary month, save for one revelation: I have this unnatural urge to be active all of a sudden.
Well, I shouldn't question it TOO much, I suppose. I led a highly active childhood where I was involved with baseball, soccer, high jump, cross-country running, gymnastics, one questionable year of 'dance,' and an on-and-off again relationship with the gym since I was sixteen.
But, in terms of organized sports, I had given most of that up by the time I hit twelve or thirteen -- the same time I picked up a pen and a notebook to start exploring the world of writing.
And now, of all times, I'm craving athletics like nobody's business.
Why? Why on Earth would a person desire to punish themselves on a scheduled and regular basis?
I blame it on the treadmill.
It's true, I hadn't been out jogging since the golden days of my youth. Then, over the winter, I decided to spice up my typical weight lifting regimen with a quick 15 minutes of running and -- BAM!INEEDTOBEMOREACTIVEANDENGAGEINMOREACTIVITIES!!
It's sick, I know.
Since I mentioned the whole idea of game plans on Monday evening, I thought I might detail some of the 'game plans' I have when it comes to sport and other active, jaunty pursuits:
- HIKING!: My sister and I have already headed to Crawford Lake twice this summer. This was where the athletic sickness started, really. I thought, "Man, trekking in the forest and scaling rocks would be cool... and stuff" -- AND STUFF. Indeed.
- CANOEING!: Dad and I were discussing this tonight (as we were walking around the block). Turns out he'd been doing some research about places around the area that would be ideal for canoeing and didn't realise I, too, was interested. I think I need to get a little stronger in the shoulders before I attempt a long haul, but it's on the table.
- SWIMMING!: I wanna do lane swimming! Swim back and forth in a straight line for 45 minutes! I don't know why!
- BATTING CAGES!: I haven't played baseball in, oh... ten years, but I have this urge to see if I could still hit one out of the park. Batting cages seem to be a safe place to start.
- GOLFING??: I've never been interested in golf, really. It was Dad who mentioned it on the weekend. He and my brother go to the driving range frequently and it appears that my Dad would like to recruit me for the trip. I think I might give it a try. I mean, hey -- might as well try everything once, right?
- ZIP-LINING!: Again, this is a plot my sister and I have concocted. I mean -- tree top bridges? Spelunking? RIDING ON A ZIP-LINE THROUGH A FOREST? Heck yes.
... Granted, I still have quite a ways to go with my own physique. I'm no powerhouse, but I do aim for a gym run at least 3 times per week. Haha, my goal was to be buff for Pride and was I ever. But, I'm thinking I could go the extra mile and do even better than before.
.... AND, I also found out there's an all-women's outdoor adventure group close-by that even sponsors treks for lesbians/bi women ONLY. I mean, WHAT? I need to get in better shape so I can sign up for one of those, let me tell you.
So, look out, world -- Moffatt's gonna bench press you in no time.
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