Today we had a school pep rally. One of the entertainments was to coerce a pair of middle schoolers, a pair of high schoolers, and 2 pairs of faculty, onto the gym floor for humiliating activities. You guessed it - the cheerleaders (whom I also torture in the classroom) picked me. What did I have to do?
Do the hoola-hoop. My hips don't do that anymore. And there's no waist left.
Hit a wiffle ball with a pool noodle. I swung and swung and swung. 3rd time's a charm!
Jump rope. Now that I can still do. Slowly.
And last, ride back down the length of the gym on a little floor-level, 4-wheel scooter. The students told me they had never seen anyone use a scooter with such dignity. I told them I had learned it in London.
AND, my team didn't even come in last!