We’re back in the time machine today although it’s a bit different than the usual Lisfranc tale. Here’s a little story about something that I used to do—wakeboard and make videos. Since I made my list of 101 Things I Want, I remembered the summer of 2008. I basically spent the entire summer going out on the boat as much as humanly possible learning how to wakeboard. Here’s what happened: It was hard. I was determined. I got better. Kind of like what the future holds as I see it.
Late in the summer of 2007 was the first time I tried it. I hadn’t ever done any sort of Continue reading →
Hope I didn’t leave you hanging there for too long. Hahaha! I also hope you enjoyed the bungee jump.
On with the list! Here’s 51-100 of What I Want!
51. I want to spelunk.
52. I want to jump for joy.
53. I want to cook for hours.
54. I want to put on my boogie shoes and boogie with you.
55. I want to kickbox.
56. I want to jog a 5k.
57. I want to carry a package inside.
58. I want to skip.
59. I want to play hopscotch.
60. I want to stand and deliver! Preferably with a saucy Englishman dressed in leather trousers and makeup. Hmm, kind of like this:
61. I want to go on safari.
62. I want to ride my bike around town.
63. I want to do warrior poses.
64. I want to sprint.
65. I want to hula-hoop.
66. I want to spread my toes.
67. I want to boogie board.
68. I want to jump in the waves.
69. I want to do a cannonball.
70. I want to do it all standing on two feet.
71. I want to walk across a fallen log.
72. I want to jump on a trampoline.
73. I want to walk up and down stairs.
74. I want to skeet shoot.
75. I want to do a full plank.
76. I want to do push ups on my toes.
77. I want to pick up a pencil with my toes.
78. I want to walk down the up escalator.
79. I want to wheel my bag through the airport to somewhere fabulous.
80. I want to climb mountains.
81. I want to snorkel in the ocean.
82. I want to get a foot massage.
83. I want to do sun salutations.
84. I want to do the crab walk.
85. I want to do the bear walk.
86. I want to mountain bike.
87. I want to play leap frog.
88. I want to tumble.
89. I want to balance on a curb.
90. I want to take a shower.
91. I want to play frisbee.
92. I want to play charades.
93. I want to do my Indoboard exercises.
94. I want to climb on a jungle gym.
95. I want to walk through a festival.
96. I want to do whatever I please with the greatest of ease.
97. I want to get a pedicure.
98. I want to complete field training from institutions like IWLS, and NOLS.
99. I want to be fully functional.
100. I want to move freely in the world I inhabit.
Yes, I want all that and to pronk evermore. Unfortunately, I have to Wait. For. It. Sorry, no funny Barney Stinson line on that one. My patience is running thin. I feel a little like Pete Shelley when he asks:
What Do I Get?
Fear not, dear readers, for there is plenty that I can do and will get! I’ve been a busy bee and haven’t had too much time for lamentations. I will keep updating you on all the irons in the fire and what I’m creating. Plenty of hope, excitement and inspiration going on in this part of the blogosphere! The next post should be another good time…
In my last post, I wrote that I would answer this question: What do I want? Physically, what I want and can’t do right now permeates my mind. It tortures and excites me at the same time! The first and foremost is: I want to PRONK! I want to spend an entire day pronking like a Springbok! If you don’t know what that is (and I didn’t until a few weeks ago) you MUST check it out! (The BBC took down their video from You Tube for some reason so I can’t embed it here so please go here instead to watch this amazing scene!) If that doesn’t put a smile on your face, make your heart flutter a little and generally have you feeling joyful, you simply weren’t paying attention.
Here are another 100 things I want to do:
I want to walk.
I want to jump.
I want to hike.
I want to do my Circus Arts class.
I want to climb a rock wall.
I want to walk a balance beam.
I want to fly through the air on a zip line.
I want to kayak.
I want to dance.
I want to stand up paddleboard.
I want to surf.
I want to do a back bend.
I want to climb a tree.
I want to make footprints in the sand.
I want to swim.
I want to run.
I want to drive.
I want to wakeboard.
I want to jump off a cliff and into the water.
I want to walk dogs.
I want to downward dog.
I want to dig my feet into the earth.
I want to jump rope.
I want to row.
I want to do burpees—nah, maybe not.
I want to run through the woods.
I want to do lunges.
I want to have muscular equity.
I want to swing kettlebells.
I want to twerk? Or at least have the option to do so.
I want to hike—did I say that already? Ok, how about backpacking then.
I want to walk barefoot on moss.
I want to point my toes.
I want to flex my toes.
I want to stand on my tippy toes.
I want to climb a ladder.
I want to wear shoes.
I want to walk in the rain. (Barefoot would be nice.)
I want to sit with my feet tucked under me.
I want to do a cartwheel.
I want to stand balanced on my right foot.
I want to go camping.
I want to do squats.
I want to walk in the mud.
I want to wade through a stream.
I want to jump from rock to rock.
I want to walk to a friend’s house.
I want to walk whilst gazing at the stars.
I want to do child’s pose.
I want to bungee jump
And it’d be great to do it here again:
Whenever I watch that it never fails to make me smile and remember the ecstatic feeling I had after jumping. Next, we’ll find out the next 50 things I want to do…
One might think that being caged up in my house a large portion of the week would drive me absolutely bonkers. At times, it does! Today I am not going to delve into those times when I’m crazier than a shit house rat. These past few months I have worked on several ways to keep the insanity to a minimum. I’ve put in place many different activities in order to keep my body, mind and spirit challenged and stimulated. There is never a lack of things on my To Do list. I’ve shared my workout with you already. What else do I do with my time? I’d be happy to let you know! Continue reading →
I found out the Magic 8 Ball was a big, fat liar. I was fine after surgery. I didn’t die. If I did, no one has informed me yet. I was a little out of it at first. When I woke up, I started crying. This was really weird for me as I’m not a ‘crier’ and I didn’t know what was happening with me. The nurse came over and asked if I was in pain. I told her I didn’t know. I tried to focus and see how I felt and most importantly, stop crying. I thought, at least I’m not moaning owwwww, and laughed a little. I looked down and my foot was all covered in blankets. I think I felt okay. My sister came in and she said they told her it went really well. I kept asking her if they really did it and if she was lying to me. I just remember feeling really confused and that I kept asking if she was telling me the truth. Continue reading →
I remember the days leading up to my surgery day. I was nervous about having a stranger cut open my body, root around in my foot and put metal screws in my bones. Not something that was ever on the ‘Things I’d Like to Experience’ list. Although, neither was the Lisfranc injury. I was grateful I was diagnosed correctly and the prognosis after surgery was good. (Still am grateful for that!) I focused on what I had control over and that was preparing for the surgery and my aftercare. What did that involve, you ask? Well, let me tell you. Continue reading →