Letting my Muppet freak flag fly…
If you've known me in person for any period of
time, you are probably aware of the fact that I am no great athlete. It's fine
with me, I'm healthy and in good shape and walk four miles a day and can do alot
of push ups, but dude– I cannot hit a ball, or catch a ball, or run fast, or
any of those things that you might associate with being "sporting." It's no
big deal to me– there are other things I'm good at, so I don't worry too much
about not being athletically inclined. In fact, now I make a joke out of the
fact that I'm not super coordinated, and I have spindly arms like a Muppet, and
sometimes I fall off the curb while I am walking. I'm sure you can see where
this is going. Or maybe you can't.
time, you are probably aware of the fact that I am no great athlete. It's fine
with me, I'm healthy and in good shape and walk four miles a day and can do alot
of push ups, but dude– I cannot hit a ball, or catch a ball, or run fast, or
any of those things that you might associate with being "sporting." It's no
big deal to me– there are other things I'm good at, so I don't worry too much
about not being athletically inclined. In fact, now I make a joke out of the
fact that I'm not super coordinated, and I have spindly arms like a Muppet, and
sometimes I fall off the curb while I am walking. I'm sure you can see where
this is going. Or maybe you can't.
Over the years I have grown to further embrace my
inner Muppet, and so, if I have to run somewhere (and really, how often does
this happen in one's adult life?), I've decided it's probably ok if I just go
ahead and flail my arms out like they are naturally inclined to go. It also
seems like my head wants to just naturally bounce up and down, so I just let
it. The cumulative effect of this is pretty strange-looking, but what do I
care? Like I said, you don't have to run that much in your adult life, and
also, life is too short. Run like a Muppet if you want to. Except maybe….if
you have to run somewhere in the middle of a business meeting.
inner Muppet, and so, if I have to run somewhere (and really, how often does
this happen in one's adult life?), I've decided it's probably ok if I just go
ahead and flail my arms out like they are naturally inclined to go. It also
seems like my head wants to just naturally bounce up and down, so I just let
it. The cumulative effect of this is pretty strange-looking, but what do I
care? Like I said, you don't have to run that much in your adult life, and
also, life is too short. Run like a Muppet if you want to. Except maybe….if
you have to run somewhere in the middle of a business meeting.
Yep. I did it. I was like "just let me run out
for something," and I guess the running was a little too crazy, because when I
got back to the conference room and tried to start the meeting up again, my
co-workers were like "Wait….is that how you really run?"
for something," and I guess the running was a little too crazy, because when I
got back to the conference room and tried to start the meeting up again, my
co-workers were like "Wait….is that how you really run?"
So now it's happened. I've gotten into the habit of running like a Muppet, and I did it in a professional context. I hope this endeared me to the people I was meeting with, but I'm not sure.
I am remembering the dances we loved to perform for our fifth grade class (or should I say the dances we subjected them to?) and several ice skating routines. Did I just not notice that you were a muppet then, or was I perhaps, a muppet too? hmmm…
This made me lol.
Totally made my day Lori. Thanks. All I can picture now is Animal running down the hallway with arms flailing….