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Confession #1: I watch MTV. Actually, I watch a lot of MTV. Your guess is as good as mine as to how many brain cells have withered away (or just plain jumped ship) during episodes of Jersey Shore over the years. But one show I have always loved is the documentary (if you can call it that) series called “MADE”. For those of you who have moved on to adult programming, let me summarize it for you: A hormone-ridden angsty teenager decides they want to be transformed into something that seems slightly far fetched. The awkward, clumsy, unpopular girl wants to make the Varsity cheerleading squad. The overweight, shy boy wants to be Prom King. The incredibly skinny,puberty-plagued boy wants to become a “ladies man”. The super popular, preppy, girly-girl wants to be a hardcore BMX biker. You get the idea. Over the course of the hour, you see them meet a “coach”, then proceed to whine and argue with the coach as they actually make them “work” for to achieve their goals, teenager usually cries, quits, apologizes, jumps back into it, and 9 times out of 10 reaches their goal. And at some point on their journey, they learn the value of hard work, and usually realize that popularity is overrated, and self confidence is where it’s at.
I love it.
Over the years I’ve always joked around that if the “MADE” producers ever came knocking on my door, I’d request to be transformed into a karaoke singer. Joke, yet still a true story. I have a lot of confidence to do a lot of things…but singing in front of a room full of strangers is not one of them. Dancing? Absolutely. Singing? No way. And in my mind, my episode of “MADE” culminates with me busting out a fun rendition of Anita Baker’s “Sweet Love” with a voice that rivals Mariah Carey (the 1990’s Mariah version that is). Clearly, I’ve worked way too many karaoke nights in the bar over the last 8 years, and have forgotten that a) I’m 29 years old, which is about 9 years past my MTV prime, and b) a show catered towards 16 year olds would never take place in a bar full of drunks at 2:00 in the morning. But a girl can dream, right?
OK, now SERIOUSLY…
Confession #2: I’m utterly fascinated by body building, and more than once (including on last night’s run) have wondered if I could ever be “made” into a fitness figure competitor. You know, not the super jacked females, but the still seriously cut ones, with the itty bitty rhinestone bikinis and clear plastic heels. Like these lovely orange ladies below:
Which, speaking of far fetched, have you ever seen my toothpick arms?
Perhaps its the exercise science nerd side of me, but the transformation people can make physically to their body as they increase their muscle mass and whittle away at their body fat percentages, combined with the extreme discipline it must take to not only stick to a rigorous training plan, but more so to be able to drive right on past Taco Bell day after day, is incredibly impressive to me. Impressive and fascinating. I would love to “be my own science experiment” and make that transformation myself, if even just once, just to see if I could do it.
Alas, I’m going to take a wild guess and assume that serious endurance training (like, this 70.3 I’ve got coming up) and body building don’t quite go hand in hand. Endurance is my true love. And the irony here is that up until this year, I never even lifted weights. It wasn’t until I started teaching others that I really added resistance training to my routine. And even now, it’s just enough to stay healthy, nothing heavy, nothing extreme. Regardless, this is certainly something I think I might have to add to my “do once in your lifetime” bucket list. A fitness figure contest. Like the surfing contest I entered years ago. I came in 3rd place…out of 3 females. But I did it, fulfilled my epic “blue crush” fantasy (though the waves were not NEARLY as epic) and it was fun. Life is too short to NOT push your comfort levels and try epic, crazy, unexpected things.
In the meantime…I think I’ll hit the weights just a little harder this summer.
If you had the chance to try one thing that seems a little far fetched in your current life, what would it be?