1. Spin Class – amazing
2. Wii Fit – not as great as I expected
3. Frisbee Golf – might be my new favorite sport!
I’m pretty proud of this resolution. I’ve only tried one new type of exercise, and already I love it. I actually went to 4 classes in 4 days. I’m abstaining for a while until the rash on my neck heals (sweating makes it burnnnn), but I am psyched to get back in the saddle (pun intended). I hope the next four are just as good!
For some reason I like to think about my body as a machine.
It started the first time I gave blood. Instead of thinking of myself as attractive or sexual or fat or skinny etc, suddenly my body was a machine that produced a useful product: blood.
Later, I cut off 10 inches of my hair for the first time and donated it, and I had a similar feeling.
I’ve donated blood countless times and donated my hair a second time (planning on a third) since these revelations, but I still love thinking about my body as a productive entity.
I’ve even extended this idea to contemplating surrogacy. I understand that this level of commitment is much more extreme and emotional than donating hair or blood, and I haven’t decided if it’s right for me yet. However, the fact that I am a lesbian compels me in two ways:
1) I am sympathetic to gay male couples who want to have a child genetically related to them.
2) it is possible that I will create a family situation in which it is impractical/unnecessary for me to carry a child that I plan on caring for.
I feel like carrying and delivering a baby is a rite-of-passage of sorts for women, and I think I would like to experience it. I’m very young right now, and I have plenty of time to contemplate this more, but until then I will donate my hair and my blood as frequently as possible.
I also plan on registering for marrow donation, and continue to look for other ways to use my body like a machine.