The answer to that is: not at all! I’m basically lazy, and avoid exercise like the plague. That’s why one of my NY resolutions is to “do more exercise” – I’m going to try to do a 30 minute walk two or three times a week, though when the weather is as gloomy as it is today the thought isn’t very appealing!
I was reminded of my sporting prowess at school by a post on Magnon’s Meanderingswhen Cro wrote about rugby and rowing. My school was all-girls, so it was hockey and netball in the winter, tennis in the summer. My friend Tracy and I were terrible at hockey. If forced, we would play goalkeeper and goal defence, but that meant we’d stand in the goalmouth chatting, until anguished cries of “TRACY! ALISON!!” would alert us to the stampeding masses of the opposing team heading towards us. We’d let the ball into the net…be chastised (“Oh TRA-see! Oh AL-i-son!”)…and go back to our conversation. In the end it got to a point where we’d just be allowed to take Miss Crawford’s dog for a walk around the games field. EEveryone was satisfied with that solution: the rest of the year group who enjoyed playing, Miss Crawford who got us out of the way, the dog who got a walk, and us, who got out of hockey!
When summer came around we played tennis. There weren’t enough courts in the school grounds, so we would be allowed to go to the local park to play. Of course Tracy & I wanted to avoid any sporting effort, and we worked out that, at the height of the swing of the swings we could see any teacher approaching in time to hop off, to hare to the court and be playing tennis when the teacher arrived. However, our cunning did not stretch to realising that for every up of the swing, there would be a down (when you can’t see the approaching menace of a games teacher) and we were caught, red handed, merrily swinging in the playground instead of playing tennis!
I have tried to enjoy sport – skiing was not a success. Mr FD found he loved it (after I won a holiday) but I was terrible! We went on several holidays, but I never learned to love the sport; I was afraid of the speed necessary to turn successfully, and I could not get up from a fallen position, thanks to poor upper body strength. I tried to enjoy cycling – witness my 1,000€ for 1,000km challenge. I cycled the required 1K km and raised the money, but haven’t been on the bike since!! But dancing…well, I like that! Ballroom dancing wasn’t so good, as I couldn’t find myself a regular partner, but I’m hoping that the Line Dancing will be here for keeps.
I do like walking – a few years ago I regularly went for 5 or 6 km walks between, before or after lessons. I had a map of the hills around Clermont Ferrand, and i would enjoy a stroll. Unfortunately my feet are not in the best of health, with tendonitis, fallen arches and other associated problems, so I can’t get out for so many walks. The weather’s grim too, so I am less inclined than before to go out. STILL – I will be going out as soon as I’ve posted this.
What about you, dear readers: are you sporty? What do you enjoy?
PS: I’m quite thrilled to be typing this up on my new tablet/hybrid. I can blog from the warmth of the living room, so hopefully I’ll be able to keep up with my other NY resolution to blog more (either here or at Fat Dormouse)I hope you will join me.