Tag: bowling

It’s All About Me: There’s a First for Everything

This has been THE week of firsts for me. I am utterly spent (and over the moon) and it’s only Thursday! Some were bucket-list “type” items (as in I’ve always wanted to do them but I won’t die if I don’t) and some were just fun happenstances! My firsts this week (in no particular order):

  1. First time at The Club (Have always wanted to go. Done!)
  2. First time seeing all of the Birmingham city lights from atop Red Mountain (not necessarily always wanted to, but that was just because I didn’t know what I was missing. I fell in love with her all over again tonight).
  3. First time meeting Joe Lockett. Thank you Comedienne Joy!
  4. First time getting a turkey in bowling, and then a hambone! (4 strikes in a row)
  5. First time taking a bathing suit selfie (Not something I EVER wanted to do, especially at my current size, but somehow found the courage and it was extremely liberating – blog post coming!).
  6. First time seeing commercial-grade fireworks being set up (have always wanted to see that!).
  7. First time being THISCLOSE to fireworks. It seriously moved me; it was so majestic and powerful.
  8. First time seeing the International Space Station fly over! (Wanted to? Definitely!) “How will I know where it is?” “It will be MOVING ACROSS THE SKY, DINGBAT!”
  9. First time being adopted as a pet.
  10. First time I didn’t cry at my annual GYN exam. (I can’t help it, I just do. But not this time, suckas! Only took 20 years!)

There are more firsts to come, too – the Bloganista mini-con this weekend will be my first blogging conference! I am IN IT TO WIN IT this year, folks. Watch out…this girl is on fire!

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Goodnight, Birmingham. Sleep well.
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The man, the myth, the legend – Joe Lockett – and the QUEEN OF CLEAN Comedienne Joy at the Taste of Birmingham.
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The neck bone’s connected to the HAM BONE! I screamed when I got the turkey and then again when I got the ham bone. Poor Vestavia Bowl will never be the same after getting Rossed.
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Big fireworks being set up. That doesn’t look sketchy or creepy at all.
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Fireworks in your face!
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I promise that little white dot in the middle is the International Space Station. I saw it move.
I didn't cry, but I still didn't like my annual GYN visit.
I didn’t cry, but I still didn’t like my annual GYN visit.

Bowl Me Over

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I love bowling and have wanted to join a league for many years. I recently got that opportunity with my new job. Our league, Bottoms Up, is comprised of co-workers, spouses, and other friends and family. I thought I’d kill two birds with one stone in getting to know my co-workers and cross an item off my wish list.

Anyone who knows me knows that I go all in when I do something so I ordered my own ball and shoes, which was a great investment. I have always bowled with house balls and believe me when I say I suck at bowling. But I have fun and that’s the reason I go; they play the best dance music and the floor (and your shoes) are so slippery so I look like James Brown out there. I am no good at bowling and I’m fine with that. I don’t throw a gutter ball every time, but I rarely get strikes or spares.

Enter custom ball. I’m convinced it’s a magical ball. I had forewarned my colleagues that I am no good and planned on going to socialize and have fun. They assured me that was the reason for the league and that I was in good company. Our first meet was last Tuesday and each team in our league bowled three games, different teams pitted against each other. My scores were 114, 141, and 150 respectively. I don’t know yet what my handicap is or will be, but the fact that I broke 100 on the first game nearly sent me into a tizzy of happiness. It’s the ball. It rolls lie buttah down the lane; I love that ball.

The best (and worst) part of the experience was the pain in my arm the next day from the muscles I apparently so rarely use. Throwing that 11 pound ball over and over for a few hours really took its toll on my arm and I’m still sore 5 days later. I am going to start doing 1 handed push ups with my other arm to try and balance out my Popeye arm that’s starting to form. I also poured buckets of sweat while bowling because it was hot and I was getting cardio in. Don’t laugh, it’s true.

I’m excited to continue throughout the session and get to know my co-workers more. I’m still quite new at the company and have been exposed to the same people since I got there, for the most part. I am looking forward to getting to know some of the others, making new friends, getting better at aiming, putting power behind the ball, and possibly learning how to hook. I’m even more excited to sweat off some pounds and build up and tone some arm muscles. Fun, fun fitness!

Weekend Fun

Wonderful day of reading, snuggling, cleaning, purging, writing, learning, laughing, eating, bowling, skee balling, racing, and loving. Special shout outs to Bill, Cyndi, Suzy, and Lauren for donating to the Bike-O-Rama Birthday Blowout. I appreciate it more than you know and am excited to bring her home one day and, more importantly, ride her all over town! 🙂 If you have $10 you can spare and want to help a friend out for her birthday, I would love to add you to the list and make you something very special. You can find all the details, see a picture of her, and make a donation here: http://www.youcaring.com/help-a-neighbor/Birthday-Wish-A-Bike-/39870

More tomorrow about the amazing weekend, what I learned today at my See Jane Write workshop, and the new fun place we found today. Until then,

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