Thanks to a special guest author today, Coelhinha (Portuguese meaning bunny), none other than Eyegirl’s sister! Below are her thoughts on finding an activity that’s not only a good source of exercise, but also fun and interesting to you!
“When I started college, my mom had a diabetes scare. She was looking at a very scary possible future for herself. Through this, I found out that she had gestational diabetes when she was pregnant with me, and after reading about the effect of gestational diabetes on a woman’s baby, I came to the conclusion that I was at a higher risk of developing diabetes later on if I didn’t change my lifestyle. A friend suggested I go with her and another friend to a capoeira event that she had been invited to. I asked what capoeira was, and she told me it was a martial art. I didn’t really want to do martial arts. I’m not sure what I DID want to do, but I knew that I didn’t want to do anything like karate or kung fu. I was hesitant, but I had nothing better to do that day, so I went. I remember I fell asleep in the car on the hour drive to this little dance studio where the event was. When I got inside, the event had already started, and boy was it loud. There were these weird bow and arrow-type instruments a few people up front were playing, and drums, and tambourines; and everyone else was in two circles clapping and singing, and in the middle of each circle two people were doing capoeira. They weren’t really fighting, because no one was hitting each other. They did flips and cartwheels and everyone had a smile on their face, but what was most incredible to me was the energy of the entire place. The entire building was consumed by the voices of these people coming together, the vibrant life of the group was just absorbed into the walls of the place and spit back out tenfold. It woke something up inside me and I looked up at one of the men playing an instrument. He looked at me and grinned, because he could easily see how excited I was to have this experience. I said to myself, “I want to do this,” so on the drive home, I made plans to go to the next class. They met Tuesdays and Thursdays from 6-8. I showed up on Tuesday and no one was there. I waited for half an hour and then went home, slightly embarrassed, wondering if maybe I had gone to the wrong meeting place. I tried again on Thursday, and the same thing. It turns out that the group had gone on a trip to a big event in Illinois. I decided to give it one more go the next Tuesday, and boy am I glad I did. I don’t remember anything from that first training session except that at the end we made a circle and started singing and clapping, and when it came my turn to be in the middle with someone, I had no idea what I was supposed to do at all. After the singing and playing was over, I asked the instructor why he made me go in the middle on my first day, and he told me that people who play on their first day always come back. I remember doing a lot of falling in the first few months of training, and I was really self conscious, but darned if I wasn’t so excited for the next time I could do it all over again.”