Jump. Go ahead. Jump.
Whew! What a fun 27 Hours and what terrific comments. Thank you everybody. I laughed, I cried, and I realized we’ve all got to be careful out there when we exercise. Tune in tomorrow morning for the winner of the JumSnap!
As a thank you to all the new readers AND all the new members of our favorite Twitter Group WWTWEETS we have a fabulous prize. This prize is worth 50 smackers! Introducing the JumpSnap!
Do you remember how Rocky gets all muscley and stuff when he’s jumping rope? Yeah, well we tried it and fell down and tried again and then threw the stupid rope in the stupid corner of the stupid garage. Consequently we’re not in shape. But JumpSnap! is a ropeless jump uh.. not rope.. uh system. Anyway go to the site JumpSnap! to see what we mean. Lookee! This is a $50 prize.
To win just leave us a comment with your Exercise Disaster. For us it’s Zumba. We’re pitiful in Zumba class.
Again this is a way to thank you for laughing it off here AND for tweeting with us at WWTWEETS! You’ve got 27 Hours. The contest is limited to residents of the U.S. and again you’ve got until 6 p.m. to leave a comment about your least favorite exercise of exercise disaster.
Several years ago we were given a family membership for a year at the Y. I thought it would be a great idea, it was winter, and we lived in a not so great section of town, so taking a walk wasn’t that great of an option.
The first day I went I thought to myself “I can do this” and got on one of those thingies that’s like skiing and fell flat on my face in front of a bunch of people that were using them like pros. I never did use those specific machines again because it reminded me of a horribly embarrassing experience in high school involving a set of stairs and a pair of jeans that were a bit too small for me, but we did make good use of the membership!
Oh, this would be perfect for me. My excersize disaster is that I can’t excersize. I live in a small one bedroom apartment that really could be called a storage unit with lights. Being able to jump “rope” in the living room in the small space I have would be great! Sure, I might feel sorry for the guy downstairs, but he’s always crying anyway. At least this will give him a reason.
Oh, please pick me! This may be the answer to my prayers!
#1 exercise disaster: I thought I would help instill fitness values in little kids (I was in high school at the time), so I went back into my old elementary school to help out with an afternoon bowling workshop for second graders. To improve aim, the kids had to bowl the rubber practice balls across the floor to the leader, a.k.a ME. One girl gave a nice “granny” roll and it was rolling gently, but precisely toward me. I bent over to scoop it up, fell forward over nothing (my own graceful self), proceeded to trip over the ball, fall backward, and… break my wrist. I made the little kids cry and I couldn’t show my face back at school for a good week or so. So much for promoting fitness for little kids. I now focus on promoting fitness to myself. Goodness knows I need the help!
Pretty much every time I try to run (read: jog) it’s a disaster
Oh no! I just found about Zumba and was thinking of trying
it. I’m not that graceful, so now I’m a-scared!
So speaking of not being graceful. I took an aerobic dancing
class in Venice, CA. where I was the heaviest person in the
class. The instructor was fabulous and in no time, I felt comfortable dancing around. He did a routine, which took a
while to learn.
One day I felt confident I really knew the steps, so I let loose, leaping and jumping but something felt off. I was in the back row (my usual spot) and when I turned around, everyone had stopped because I was going in the wrong direction. I was so embarrassed! Amazingly I went back, but time to time I slipped up and one annoying member would point out my errors. AFter that I left.
I live in a frigid snowy part of NY State, so I can’t get and walk and even driving to the gym is so hard. We actually put our membership on hold because of the weather.
So, there’s my story. Thanks for offering the chance to win!
My least favorite? Ah, let me count the ways…
It would have to be jogging with my dog, uphill, in the heat. That’s a quadruple whammy for me. First, I hate jogging it get’s me all sweaty and tired (but it’s effective so I keep going back to it), B) my dog is a super scaredy-cat and I’m always afraid he’s going to trip me with the leash and I’ll break my ankle and I’ll never be able to job again (thus I’ll be in the horrible shape forever). Thirdly and fourthly, hills and heat+jogging= more tiredness and sweat.
Jumping with a ropeless jump rope would at least solve the dog-leash-tripping dilemma for me!
My biggest fitness disasters have always been disasters of the monetary kind. Like the Evil Elliptical Trainer. $700 worth of dust collecting, laundry hanging, who-are-they-kidding-this-thing-doesn’t-FOLD! equipment just taking up space in the basement. I change the settings once in a while so my husband thinks I use it. In reality, I’d rather clean up after the cat.
Exercise disaster = yoga on my Wii Fit. Does.not.compute.
I think my worst exercise story was when I went canoeing with some friends and we were playing “sink the canoe” in shallow water… filling each other’s canoe with water and then tipping them out and getting back in… there were lots of us doing this, so people were tossing canoes all over the place in the shallow water… and right after I flipped mine, I got hit in the back of the head by someone else’s canoe and went face first into the water… I almost drowned, ended up getting pneumonia… needless to say, I haven’t been boating since.
My favorite excerise disaster was going great on the nordic
track and falling off because my left foot went too far forward. AAAAGGGGG!!!!
hmm I’ve tripped while jogging and totally scraped up my arm (still have a scar too).
My exercise disaster was when I was trying to show off to the person next to me on the treadmill by increasing my incline to make it higher than theirs. Well I did so and ended up slipping which made me look more like a loser than a pro-athlete. So much for trying to look good!
Sometimes I don’t remember to not wear the workout pants that are wayyy to big and then I spend my entire time on the treadmill doing the tug/yank/hike combo to avoid flashing the rest of the gym….
I decided I should hike to get exercise. Well I hate hiking. So I go hiking and I fell down a little hill and hurt my leg and ripped my sweats and when I finally got back up the hill I could barely walk. Suffice it to say, I stopped hiking.
disaster… anything that involves rhythm — dancing, jazzercise, step aerobics… you name it, i can make it a disaster!
My exercise disaster, which is kinda funny, in a thank God it happened to her and not me sense. Not in the it WAS me and it really wasn’t so funny sense.
Hubby and I decided to try a boxing class at our local gym. It was late, but it sounded fun and something we could do together. Class was about an hour and it seemed really fun. We had a blast and talked about how cool we were for going to a boxing class and how we would go each week, even if it meant missing E.R. (Yes, we are the two people they are still making E.R. for).
So, the disaster part? I couldn’t walk for THREE days. Seriously. Friday, the day after boxing class, was rough. I could barely move. Everyone at my office laughed at me in the it’s soooo funny because it’s not me kind of way. And by the end of Friday night, I thought, well, this will get better. Uh, no. Saturday, was worse! That was when I learned the adage, it hurts worse the second day, cause by did it ever! We could barely move. To the point where we didn’t leave our home all day. Sunday was a tad better, but no so much fun. I could at least leave the house without feeling like I was 90 years old and needed a walker. Monday, still stiff, but I started feeling like me again, though not really feeling my age.
Pick me, because I think I need a refresher on the basics of exercise. Boxing just seemed a little too complicated for me, but jump rope I think I can handle!
least favorite? definitely running/jogging. ugh!
most disastrous? giggling through the entire pilates class (the one and only one i went to) with my friend, and at the end having the teacher ask us to not come back again. oops…
where was her sense of humor?
Least favorite exercise….step aerobics……..two left feet and terrible balance. Would love to improve this. Pick ME!!!
Nothing says disaster to me like a Step Aerobics class. There’s just something not right about the stepping and falling and not keeping my balance. I’m sure it’s a funny sight for all the others in attendance though.
What a cool idea! I like to jump rope, but it’s not such a good idea in a mobile home. My exercise disaster involves Tae Bo. Who can actually DO that?
good god I want this.
and me so po’
my back acct says uh uh.
I want it still tho.
if I won I would jump
all day and all night
The Toddler and I?
O’er this we would fight.
I can tell you from experience that there is nothing worse than… I started on my evening run, 2 miles away from the house and 2 miles back. I felt better than I had in weeks. Then it happened — 2 miles out, the furthest point of course, the cramps started!! I stopped, I walked, I did not get more than 200ft before I soiled myself!?! What do you do then? I cried, I walked, and I chafed! all the way home, 2 miles away.
I plunked down 20 bucks to buy a new sports bra with the lofty hopes that it would contain my billowing bazongas while jogging. It’s a detriment to all society when a woman like me gets out on the jog path and finds her vision impeded and obstructed by a rhythmic onslaught of pillowy milkbags swinging up into her face.
The bra has not/does not/will not work. I think I must have inadvertently purchased the dreaded “Flopsy-Mopsy” model.
My exercise disaster – A friend invited me to a hip-hop aerobics class.
Can you say “Two-left-feet”?
It was ugly.
VERY ugly.
One Sunday after church, my mother thought it would be a great idea if we walked the track at a nearby park. This sounded fantastic since I have baby weight to lose since the birth of my 4th child. ANYWAY, to make a long story short…we walked 2.5 miles briskly while I wore a short dress with no pantyhose on since it was summer. The moral of the story is never walk briskly with no pants/pantyhose on when your thighs rub together!!!! I had to put lotion on them for a week afterwards! I think the Jumpsnap would be safer.
The first time that I got clipless pedals for my bike I was so proud of myself for doing as good as I was. Until I saw my friend who just brought home a new puppy. I got excited to play with the new puppy, I hit my breaks tried to step down, forgot I was clipped into my bike and went over. I quickly got up, tried to blow it off, but my friend saw and has never let me live it down.
Last year my friend and I had the great idea to join a “Boot Camp” exercise program. It was a grueling 60 minute workout at 5 am. We did everything from jogging to crab walks to running through tires- you name it! The instructor took great pleasure in seeing people vomit! (that mean you were “really working hard”) My friend vomited on the first day- and I almost did too. But that wasnt the real problem for me- the problem was I would be sooooo exhausted afterward. Not only was I exhausted but every part of my body ached with pain. I could barely move!
Most people get more stamina from exercising, but not me! I would come home take a hot, hot shower and collapse on my bed. I was so tired- I slept through work- and not just once! Needless to say we stuck with it for about a month and then quit! I probably would have been fired if I hadn’t!
My biggest exercise disaster was skiing after not skiing for about 15 years and having 2 messed up knees. Riding the mountain down on my butt was so NOT fun!
My disaster is the one everyone always jokes about, you know, the falling off the treadmill one? Yep, at the busiest time at the gym I went flying off the treadmill and landed on my butt. A bunch of (in shape) people came to my rescue but it was still horrifying.
Wow, there are some interesting stories up there! As I read I could feel myself experiencing each and every one of them…
My fitness disaster story happened in a pool.
I’m a big girl but I’m also a swimmer. My problem came when I reached the end of the lane and needed to turn around. I was trying to learn how to do flipturns and it wasn’t going well. In the course of one day, I managed to:
hit my head on the bottom of the pool
nearly break a finger as I accidentally swam into the wall
make myself lightheaded and dizzy from too many flips and
almost drown b/c I inhaled when I should have exhaled
and best of all – totally half-moon EVERYONE at the pool when my swimsuit rode up one of my butt cheeks as I was flipping. To make it worse, I couldn’t reach back there to correct it until the next turn so I had to swim an entire lap like that.
I haven’t been back to that particular pool since.
I am a klutz!! I have tripped over nothing (literally, I am not kidding even a little bit). One time, when I was in high school I was walking my dog and I tripped and my mom had to take me to the ER for x-rays. This was on Valentine’s Day. Pick a holiday and my mom had to take me to the ER with another ankle the size of a canteloupe. Oh did I mention I only sprain the right ankle?
Ok ~ so about a year and a half ago my husband and I quit smoking! YAY! [we still don't smoke] I decided to join a gym. I joined “Contours Express” which is a ladies-only gym very similar to “Curves.” I was going steady for about two months when disaster struck. Contours has a circuit thing with stations alternating between weights and cardio. The point is to do each station for 45 seconds. I was going about the circuit and feeling good. I was talking with a few girls while I was working the circuit. I stepped off one cardio step the wrong way and my ankle rolled out and was swollen in seconds. I could barely walk and I was crying and mortified. Even worse than falling and crying in front of a gym full of people (thank goodness they were all women!!) I had to go home. My husband was already home and when he saw me limping out of the car he just laughed. Then got mad at me for not being careful enough and then he laughed again.
I haven’t been back to the gym since. Partly because of doctor’s orders.
My exercise disaster would be anything that has to do with balance. I have no balance when it comes to working out. I fall off the step in my step class all that time. I also can not do the yoga poses with my wii fit. The tree one, I usually fall over.
Speaking of Rocky…here is my exercise disaster! I am in the midst of planning my wedding, and like so many other brides out there, I have been trying out a variety of exercise classes and routines to find out what works best for me. I have always taken a liking to boxing and kickboxing (Read: Bill Blanks Tae-Bo) So when I noticed a boxing gym near my local Golden Spoon, I thought I would give it a whirl. I knew that I would need some serious confidence to walk in and start training with these very athletic, at times scary, men. I went in the following day for my trial class, and I was thrown into the world of jabs, crosses, and squats. While I felt I was getting the hang of it and was feeling pretty good about myself, the instructor set-up a conditioning circuit with activities such as jumping rope, push ups, pull ups, and tire jumps. Everyone flocked to the stations, leaving me to the tire jump station. I had never had the pleasure of jumping up and off of a monster truck-sized tire before, but I was now finding myself in that position. I once again willed up the confidence to give it a try, tripped half way up the tire, kicked the guy next to me, and ended up face first on the tire. My nose was bleeding, as were my shins and arms from trying to protect myself from hitting the floor. The whole gym stopped and stared, and there was about a 45 second time period where everyone kept staring in shock. I got myself up and went home crying to my fiance. But after spending the night basking in my humiliation, I decided I would go back again the next day, and have been going back ever since!
Skiing down hill in Colorado for the first time. Thinking I am doing great and then I have a sea of 3-4-5 years olds (about a hundred of them) Flying past me like I wasn’t even moving. Ok maybe I wasn’t moving real fast but I felt like I was. Have a great night
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