Monday, January 19, 2009
I fell prey to a new piece of exercise equipment (well, new to me). My gym membership has expired and I saw the Snap Jump advertised in one of my magazines.
The concept is awesome, two handles with short strings that mimic the sound of the rope hitting the floor when you make a complete rotation with your arm. Basically, you jump rope without getting caught up in the rope or having the rope hit a wall, bookcase, outside gutter, etc...
As I've mentioned, my house is tiny. The patch of cement in the back for the grill is way too small and my ceilings in most rooms are low. When in college, I'd jump rope for 1/2 hour everyday. It was great and I thought the Snap Jump was the perfect answer.
Well, I jumped rope in college - ummm 20 years ago! However, I knew that it would take some time to get back to the 1/2 hour (now, I'm realizing it could be decades) and forgot when I unpacked and programmed it, I put tiny weights in the handle....until this morning.
I was trying to scratch my head (upper arms are KILLING me) this morning trying to fugure out why my arms were killing me. I couldn't remember doing anything strenuous and knew that my hubby did not roll over and beat me in my sleep last night. However, I was totally perplexed until I remember my 94 jumps I did last night (fyi..that is about 1 WHOLE minute of jumping). OMG....how wimpy am I????
I've walked a marathon, hiked the Grand Canyon, but have been beaten by a fake jump rope.
I'm not going to give up. I have to at least make it to a 100 freakin jumps.....