This past week was a PR (personal record) for me in jumping rope. But first some history. I did not learn how to jump rope until I was 50, just goes to show you can teach old dogs new tricks. My trainer had me start doing this as part of my workout program.
It did not take me too long to coordinate my rope swing with my jump and well before I was 51, I was pretty smooth and feeling quite good about this new skill.
Because single swings of the rope were not enough, eventually I was told to do two swings of the rope for each jump. In the world of jump roping, this is called a double-under. I don’t know what was wrong with me, but this was a lot more challenging than learning single-unders. About a year ago, I could do some double-unders, but never more than one or two in row. My goal for the last year has been to get to the point where I could do 10 in a row and this week I knocked off 11 in a row!
The solution for me was using a shorter rope. The rope I had been using was too long and I would get tangled in my feet trying to increase the rope speed. Retirement for me is a shorter rope, with less on my schedule, it is easier to stay untangled. It has been a long time since my rope was short enough to actually attend a Good Friday service, but today my biggest decision was to decide which one to attend.
A Boomer In Transition