They say you can never really understand the present until you understand the past. And well, nothing is more important (or so it seemed) than high school – just ask Quinn or Finn but especially Kurt. High school days were not my Glory Days. But they weren’t awful either. I am almost ashamed to admit I was not a total loser in school – it seems ubiquitous & necessary these days. It sometime seems as if the opposite of Loser is Bully these days but maybe that’s another post, n’est pas?
Anyhow – of course High School is hard. And it can suck. And I spent an awful lot of time trying to figure it (and myself) all out. Apparently my solution was to see what hair-style suited me best. I’m sure that explains my almost daily hairstyle shift. Yes, part of it was simply trying to fit in, but I do remember just really getting a kick out of all the different groups & cliques & styles. Well, almost all. I was never attracted to the jocks. I saved that for later when I married one. I would skip from group to group, changing my hair colour & musical tastes as I went. At its worst, I thought myself a follower – a pathetic spineless moldy slab of jello (um, high school remember: hormones & all things dramatic to the max). At it’s best, I loved all the variety and my ability to fit in everywhere. I was open to all and not tethered by any. I was a free-spirit and learned from it all. Either version has me averse to commitment.
So – Present Day & I should know better than to join a gym. Or sign up for boxing classes. Or commit to daily walks with a pal. I may have finally committed to one hair colour (that which best covers my greys) but I am still the same curious, ever-changing, shifting, easily distracted gal.
By way of example, in the last few days I have considered joining a boxing club, trying indoor surfing (ok, this one really does sound awesome), trying out the couch to 5km and weight-training. Understand – these are all amazing offerings, but they all also require some degree of commitment. And it may have taken 20 (or so) years but at last I have figured out that 1. Neon just doesn’t suit me and 2. I should not commit – not ever – to commitment (um, other than to my DH, obviously)
So – this year, I will challenge myself to trying something new & different each month. I will only sign up for trial classes (preferably free ones!) and will not invest in any new equipment, DVD or class. If you have any ideas or suggestions – for exercise, not hairstyles – I would love to hear them!!