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Old 06-26-2005, 09:37 PM   #1
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Default Exercise As Play - A Rant Worth Sharing

I'm an avid reader of Krista Smash's site - hands down, it's THE best place on the Internet for information about women and weightlifting. Krista publishes a 'Rant of the Month' and this month's is worth passing along:

june 2005: the play's the thing

Not one shred of evidence supports the notion that life is serious!

Raise your hand if you have trouble finding motivation to go to the gym.

Now raise your hand if you have trouble finding motivation to goof off, screw around, be silly, and have fun.

Unless your acquaintances secretly refer to you as "Captain Buzzkill and the Bringdowns", you probably have a taste for pointless enjoyment, otherwise known as play. In both humans and animals, play is serious business. It teaches skills used in adult life, builds motor coordination, alleviates boredom, enables the player to try out new things without serious consequence, and provides opportunities for unstructured learning.

These days, it seems, many of us have forgotten how to have fun. Bourgeois children have the play sucked right out of their lives in favour of formal, organized activities. Instead of kicking a soccer ball around with garbage cans as goalposts, they get driven to soccer practice. Instead of street hockey, they get driven to hockey games where their parents make asses of themselves insisting that children check one another into the boards, getting into fistfights, and calling for the referee's head on a plate. (Or they threaten to go to court.)

Instead of spending hours playing in the dirt, kids get disinfected with Lysol wipes. Instead of making forts out of sofa cushions or an old cardboard refrigerator carton, they get educational toys, or toys with such specific purposes that the manufacturer practically encloses a script with them (Hello? What's up with Lego kits? You can hardly find plain old blocks any more).

My summer cycling commute takes me through a park in an affluent neighbourhood where there is a baseball diamond and soccer field. The grass is dotted with tiny tots in colourful sports uniforms, and as I pass, I listen to them. The parental units sitting on the sidelines morph into demented avenging angels the second their little darlings hit the turf. Insults fly like foamy-mouthed spit from a rabid dog. The coach is a screwup. The other kids are screwups. Their own children are screwups. I think there are plenty of screwups here, but they ain't on the team. Good thing the kids will have money to pay for therapy in 20 years.

When they're not traumatizing their children, adults are the same way about their own lives. Exercise and activity is something that we go to the gym to do. It isn't supposed to be fun - indeed, it has overtones of moral punishment - and it's certainly not something that is supposed to be part of our daily lives. It happens only in an approved facility. It involves pain, shame, and guilt. The body is a lumpen obstacle to be overcome, not something that brings pleasure and does cool things.

A friend of mine who is a recreational soccer player joined a casual workplace soccer league for fun. She played three games and quit, disgusted by the ultra-competitive behaviour of teammates and opposing players. In university, my husband joined an intramural indoor hockey league with his roommates, again, for fun. Their team name reflected their commitment to silliness: they were the Banana Tokers. They were terrible. They fell down. They shot on their own net by mistake. They lost nearly every game, and had a great time doing it. Rather than enjoying their relaxed attitude, other teams got pissed off because the BTs weren't taking things seriously enough.

At what stage in our development do we forget to chill out and have a good time while batting around a projectile? Is there some evolutionary purpose to becoming a complete pill? Some brain chemical that kicks in around age 25, inhibiting the silliness receptors? Why would people approach a pickup sports league with the same gravity and killer instinct that they would use for the disembowelling of a mortal enemy? Hey grayhairs, klutzes, and average schmoes, your moment to be in the NHL is over, so lighten up.

My office is located near a daycare with a large fenced-in playground. I often watch the kids play through my office window. They are so freakin' happy to be out there! Sand is great! Swings are kickass! Slides-whoooo! **** yeah running running running running nowhere somewhere everywhere running is fun look at me I'm running!!

I remember the days as a child when I would be so immersed in a task or activity that I was entirely oblivious to the world. As an adult, I often long for that singular focus, especially when I am reminded of it by the wee bairns who are utterly focused on that singular moment of pleasure in watching an ant crawl by or the colour of a sand pail. Adults often yearn for what they imagine to be the good old days, and they assume that this is because the good old days when they were young were actually better. In reality this is because they were largely insulated from the world. People who were children in the vaunted June and Ward Cleaver days don't remember the Korean War, racial segregation, or McCarthyism, because they were so busy having fun with their Slinkys and hula hoops.

When was the last time your activity was fun? When you forgot about counting minutes and reps and calories? When you stopped feeling obligated and started feeling inspired? When you felt your legs not as aesthetic embarrassments but as engines that powered you across a field with the wind in your face? When you did something and thought about nothing?

I often get emails from harried mothers who bemoan the fact that having kids prevents them from exercising. Given the immense time commitment of motherhood, this makes sense if one thinks of "exercise" as "something you take the time to go out to a gym to do". It makes less sense if you remember that children are natural energy sources who love to play, and if you emulate them, you can both supervise and get some great activity. At the playground, parents stand around and watch their children. What if they were to play along with them? Parents, climb the slide stairs with the kids, hang on the jungle gym, put a little oomph in your swing pushing, race them across the lawn, throw a ball or frisbee, invent games that require jumping, running, swimming, and whatever else you like. Do as they do and follow their lead; their ability to play is instinctive and you have likely forgotten it. Instead of enrolling your kids in formal activities that require preparation, money, stress, driving, and adherence to a formal schedule, why not just play with them yourself? Any adult of moderate intelligence can devise games that will develop the sports skills that a six-year-old might need. Also, they are small and you can easily kick their ***. Hoohah!

If you are not burdened with child care responsibilities, you have even more opportunity to spend time playing. Why not try a new sport instead of hamstering on the treadmill?

some of the funnestest activities! whee!
These are things I think are fun. If you have other suggestions, send 'em in and I'll add them to this article. Send pics of you doing said fun thing if you can.

Million Dollar Baby and lesser clones such as J Lo's forgettable flick Enough aren't bad introductions, but if you really want inspiration, rent Girlfight and watch it with your female friends. Let the femacho vibes fly. Then go sign up for boxing classes. Lots of folks avoid boxing because they are worried they will have to get in a ring and fight someone. But you never have to hit anyone if you don't want to. You can gain many of the skills and conditioning simply by practising the techniques: jumping rope, shadow boxing, and heavy bag work. Had a sucky day at work? Go and beat the bejeezus out of a heavy bag. You'll feel worlds better, I assure you. Lessons are good for beginners, as they teach safety and proper technique, but once you get confident enough, spend $100 on a heavy bag and hang it in your basement or garage. You can even spend $20 more on pulleys and rope at Home Depot to hang it from a pulley so that it can be easily raised and lowered, or even moved out of the way. And don't forget to hum the Rocky song to yourself: da da daaaaa, doo doo doooooo…

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If you're in Toronto, check out the all-grrl boxing club The Newsgirls. They have women-only classes for both conditioning/skills training as well as those interested in competitive boxing.

Remember how much fun climbing trees was? Time to get that back. If you can climb a ladder, you can climb a wall. An indoor climbing gym is a great place to hang out on a rainy Sunday. One lesson is usually all it takes to familiarize beginners with the very basic tasks of putting on a harness and tying a couple of knots. Then you're set to hit the wall. Top-roping is the standard in climbing gyms, which means that there is a rope attached to you, the wall, and a second person called a belayer. If you fall, the rope is there to catch you. You can even just let go of the wall and hang there if you like. Walls range in difficulty from something approximating a ladder to nearly blank faces with only a few nipple-like protuberances for the skilled climber to grasp with her pinky. Women are particularly good at this sport because they tend to have better balance, a lower centre of gravity, and better flexibility than men. While it might seem as though climbing depends entirely on strength (and being as strong as you can does indeed help), it depends much more on being able to balance yourself and think your way up the wall by carefully choosing a route and a strategy for moving through it. Good climbers "walk" up the wall; they don't pull themselves up the wall. And if you're afraid of heights, just don't look down!

Women Who Rock feature in Outside magazine.

One of the best moments in childhood was learning to ride a bike. As a kid, I was pretty much grafted on to my bike. For me a bike was freedom. It was speed. It was the ability to go anywhere I wanted, as fast as I wanted. While other kids waited for the bus, I rode my bike to school, taking that sweet three-speed on the road in all types of weather. There is something magical about a girl and her bike, whether it's putting the little bobbles on the spokes to make them go clink-clink-clink as you ride, getting a wicked banana seat and handle streamers, or just going so freaking fast it feels like your little legs are going to explode.

In an urban or suburban environment, the bike is a perfect mode of transport for day-to-day travel. The other day I ran into a friend of mine on her retro, Barbie-pink one-speed. She was tootling her way down to the climbing gym. "Nice bike," I said.

"Thanks," said my friend. "I call her the pink vulva. She's pink and I stuck a Vulcan sticker on her. Vulva." This cracked us up for a good two minutes.

Cycling is one of those great activities that offers something for everyone from total just-got-the-training-wheels-off beginner to eat-dirt-for-breakfast mountain bikers. And hey, you never forget how to do it! That being said, if you plan to cycle in an urban environment or on ungroomed dirt trails, do some research on proper cycling technique. You may think you know how to ride a bike, but you may not know some of the other cycling techniques that will keep you safe.

Basically, urban cycling safety can be summed up as follows: use your brain; obey the rules; you can't be too visible; assume that all drivers/pedestrians/other cyclists are dangerous psychos or utterly clueless, so keep your eyes peeled; travel off the beaten path as often as possible on lower-traffic side streets or bike paths; and learn to handle your bike and keep it in good shape. Red lights and stop signs are there for a reason. Obey them, dumbass. And always, always wear your helmet. I generally assume that drivers are about 99% oblivious to my presence, so when I'm commuting to work, I get decked out in SafetyDweebTM wear complete with bright orange vest. This doesn't mean urban cycling is a paranoid ordeal; rather, if you assume the worst and cycle defensively, most of the time you'll be pleasantly surprised. With a little practice and some knowledge, urban cycling can be a wonderful experience, and it'll save you a bundle on transit and parking. The environment will be happy too.


Dance movies are a perennial favourite, and for good reason. The movies create a fantasy world with coordinated and graceful characters where we too might dance the tango, bring it on, or shake our booties. Or, as my eleven-year-old self envisioned, we too could get to suck face with Patrick Swayze. As a child in the 1970s, the few athletic pursuits open to girls were ringette (a crappy imitation of hockey because for some reason, girls couldn't play hockey???), soccer, and of course, ballet. Lord, I hated ballet (my apologies to anyone who is a ballet fan - it's not my cup of tea). Our instructors made us sit and point and flex our toes for what seemed like hours. Point. Flex. Point. Flex. Point. Flex. As we got older, they tsked about our expanding flesh. Anyone heavier than a praying mantis got a disapproving glare. Who knows how many eating disorders the sadistic ballet mistresses created, or how many girls left dance and never looked back.

But despite the Ilsa of the SS instructor memories, dancing is super fun. It's no coincidence that one thing people do when they're feeling happy or groovy is dance. There are many, many ways to shake your booty regardless of your shape, size, or skill. You can wiggle what your momma gave you in private to your favourite tunes. You can practice your steps to Dance Dance Revolution. Or you can take a class in any of the zillion types of dance, from salsa to cardio funk to bellydancing to tap to ballroom to strippercise. ****--even square dancing if it floats your boat. One of my life goals is to hook up with the all-girl breakdance troupe in the city and take some lessons. I have a feeling it'll be much harder at 31 than it was at 12, but that's what Tylenol is for!


martial arts
Mom used to yell at me not to hit my younger sister. Now that my younger sister is a kickboxer, trying to hit her is even more fun. That is, if she doesn't nail me first. Given that humans are extremely inventive about finding ways to whup one another's asses, there are about a zillion types of martial arts out there to try. They range from regimented and formal (e.g. karate, kung fu) to down 'n' dirty (e.g. krav maga, muay thai) to weapons-based (e.g. kobudo, kali/arnis) to elegant and dancelike (e.g. capoeira). There are primarily striking-based martial arts, which rely mostly on kicks, punches, or hitting with a weapon, and grappling-based martial arts, which rely mostly on throws and wrestling-type movements. There are also mixed martial arts (MMA), which seek to combine all the best elements of each type to maximize the beatdown potential. Even tai chi is technically a martial art in its movements and intent - it's just designed for fighting an old tree sloth.

Each martial art demands different levels of base fitness, cardiovascular conditioning, flexibility, balance, and strength. Some types, for example, favour bigger people, while others favour faster people, or more flexible people. Some types rely more on lower body strength, while others target upper body strength, and still others depend on the strength of the opponent so it's less important if you're a hulkster.

As with boxing, you need not worry about having to really hit another person. Most of martial arts training involves conditioning, practice, technique development, and at the higher levels, sparring (akin to playfighting). Martial arts nerds spend a lot of time debating over which art is best/most deadly, or whether a woman could beat up a man, or whether this kick is better than that one, or whether Bruce Lee could beat up Mike Tyson. These dorks are found at every school, but they tend to lurk in places that pride themselves on being hardcore. Don't get sucked in by them and think that martial arts is only for these survivalist nuts who are armchair ninjas. Martial arts is full of regular people just like you who are looking for fitness, fun, and possibly some self-defense skills. Your best option is to go and visit each school that interests you and check out the instructors, sit in on a class, and decide whether this art, school, and style of instruction suits your personality and interests. Women-owned and operated schools are popping up here and there as well. You might consider checking these places out if you're not into the machismo. Kimono Girl is one such place in Toronto that teaches brazilian jiu jitsu to women. Of course, if you are into the machismo, hey, knock yourself out. Har.

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Old 06-27-2005, 10:44 AM   #2
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I LOVED this, Meg! Krista so kicks ***! I don't know if I want to be her or marry her -- let's just say she inspires me.

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Old 06-27-2005, 12:27 PM   #3
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This was pretty cool. I used to get out and play with the kids in the neighborhood, dodge-ball, 4 square, hide and seek, skipping rope, you name it. Now the boys in the neighborhood are all too cool to sweat, instead they "chill" on one of the porches or walk to Burger King. Luckily, DD is still young enough to enjoy bike riding, and 2 square. Plus I coach her cheer team. When she gets too cool to play, I am gonna be one sad mother.

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Old 06-30-2005, 06:11 PM   #4
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Thank you for sharing!! Best rant I think I have ever read!! I agree 1000% I will have to check out her site!! Thanks!
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Tiki- When they get to the "too cool" stage, get them some rollerblades (and a helmet and pads!) and let them take up inline skating. It's cool And you can learn to rollercrash, too! It's great exercise, and a heck of a leg and butt workout. Just find a nice, big, flat, empty parking lot for practicing.

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Old 07-01-2005, 10:47 AM   #6
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Hi! Krista is so motivational for me! I follow her lifting workout plans...I love what she says about how women don't need to do tons of reps with light weights...I never really believed that anyway. She says our muscles are shaped genetically, and if we work them out, there is nothing we can do to make them form a different way. I have since started lifting a lot heavier weights and can actually feel myself getting stronger within 1-2 weeks of starting..NEVER had that when I lifted like a girl! hehe
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breakfastsurreal -- Come join us at the Ladies Who Lift forum, since you have moved beyond the ''pink dumbell'' stage ... There's always great advise over there...
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Old 07-01-2005, 03:23 PM   #8
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This was great and had me cracking up the whole time. Who'da thunk it? play with the kids like the kids play with the kids and lose more weight

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Loved It! I added skipping to my walk today.....lalalalala...and it was FUN
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