- I need a schedule and an instructor. Gym access alone doesn’t work. I need someone there to push me.
- I get bored easily.
How DC Comics got me to run
DC Comics got me to run my first race. Not personal health and fitness, not Adrian, not my friends. It took DC Comics, a Wonder Woman race singlet, and a finisher’s medal with “Justice League” on it to get me to run.
Back story: DC Comics is celebrating its 80th anniversary this year and the company is pulling out all the stops for the celebration. In the Philippines, one of the events was the World of DC Comics All-Star Fun Run. Race distances were 3 kilometers, 5 kilometers, and 10 kilometers. Now, running is NOT my idea of fun but this run came with special incentives: an official DC Comics singlet, a character accessory, a slingbag, and a finisher’s medal embossed with the “Justice League” design.
Look at the shiny!
The Ultimate workout
There’s something to be said about a boss who’s big on making physical fitness fun. In a bid to get us exercising during our off-hours, she introduced us to her favorite sport: Ultimate Frisbee.
It is an exhausting game. Gawd. Since there were only 6 of us, we played 3-on-3 with a much-smaller-than-regulation field drawn on the sand. After our team finally won 5-4 after 39 minutes of play, I was just about ready to collapse. My face was so red, I resembled a lobster. My shirt stuck to my back. Sand was all over my legs and arms. And I was smiling so hard 😀
Ms. Mitzi left us one of her frisbees so that we could continue playing after she left. It’ll be just one of the many imprints she left on the resorts and on us. Game on!
My month as a Polekitten
I honestly don’t remember how I came up with the idea to learn pole dancing this summer. All I remember is knowing that I needed to exercise because I felt heavy and slow and tired easily. Running bored me and swimming meant needing to have easy access to a pool. Yoga was great but the studio near my house closed down. I needed something different, something fun, something challenging, and something I needed to get out of the house to do. Enter pole dancing. Enter the Polecats.