Cinderella,
dressed in yella,
went upstairs to kiss her fella.
Made a mistake and kissed a snake,
How many doctors did it take?
1...2...3...4...
I liked jumping rope when I was a kid. I liked playing the games and jumping with my friends. I never ever got good at the double rope, but I could join a single rope jump pretty easily. My friends outgrew that before I did. And I only had one sister, which is one kid too few for swinging a jump rope.
And it's fantastic exercise. When I was doing CrossFit bootcamp jumping rope was one of my favorite parts. They really wanted me to be able to do a double swing and get the rope to pass my feet twice on each jump. That is what held me up! I can jump until I get tired without tripping. But start adding tricks or extra ropes and I get hung up.
I bought a jump rope yesterday. I went to a sporting goods store on purpose, with the goal of bringing home a jump rope that doesn't kink. Hubby broke it out when we got home. He jumped for a while (getting hung up in the rope more than once). Then he handed it to me. I think his jaw hit the floor. I was wearing Birkenstocks and still could jump without getting tangled up. Until I was out of breath.
I came across a workout challenge the other day. It consists of exercises that I can do at home with the equipment that I already have (mostly my own self!). It has jumping rope as one of the challenges on day 3 or 4. I had planned to start the "program" this morning, but sleep challenges held that up a little. I'll try again tonight. I'm excited about it. But I think that mostly, I'm excited to jump rope!
I have a lofty goal this week. If I'm going to meet it, I've GOT to get on the exercise bandwagon and not just count on my new diet. I can do it!
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