Just Jump! (Five Minute Friday)

Five minutes…Go!


Jump is scary to me. I think of standing on a cliff…water below, crashing against the sides of the cliff. And for some reason, I’m supposed to jump. But I’m scared to take that leap. I can even feel the butterflies in my stomach as I write.

There’s a part of me that is outgoing and loves change. But there is another part that doesn’t like to put myself out there to try new things. I don’t want to look foolish so I don’t want to try whatever it is that people are telling me to do. It’s usually physical things.

I was clumsy and awkward as a kid. I was the one picked last in gym class. I excelled in things that required writing or singing or anything academic or artistic. But physical education, coordination, any of those kinds of things…just didn’t come naturally.

I don’t know when I realized it but it was some time in the last year or two…I still avoid those things that I think will make me look foolish….like I’m back in gym class with a red face cuz no one wants me on their team.

So when my eight year old asked me to jump on the trampoline today, my first instinct was to say no. But then I decided…why not? I need to do more of those kinds of things with my kids. They need to see me laughing and having fun. So we jumped together…we laughed and I think that was the first time I was ever picked first for someone’s team 😉

photo credit: Charlotte.Morrall on Creative Commons

photo credit: Charlotte.Morrall on Creative Commons

Stop. Time’s up!

This post is inspired by Lisa-Jo Baker’s Five Minute Fridays. The idea being that one prompt word is given on Friday and hundreds of bloggers take 5 minutes to write on the subject. No editing…no perfecting. Just five minutes of writing. (If you’re one of my blogging friends, why not join in?)



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  2. I can relate to feeling that almost overwhelming urge to jump when I come to the cliff face. It’s just a matter of getting me to that cliff first…Great post!

  3. I would love to jump on a trampoline! Good post.

  4. Hello darling!
    This made me smile. Especially since I was the girl standing next to you in the middle of the gym, likely being picked second to last, wanting to be somewhere else.
    Glad you got to jump with your little guy, and hope you take all the leaps you want – big and little! Next time you are in town, let’s go to the jumping pillow in Penfield and make total dorks out of ourselves.
    After all, if we could do it all over again (gym class), I think we would look at each other, wink ;), and get the heck out of there and do something more interesting than throwing brown rubber balls at each other.
    Love ya!

    • Ahhh…my softball bench buddy 😉 I’m all for the pillows place…but I may need to buy some depends. Haha. I love that last line you wrote…about us winking and walking away from gym class. I love you!

  5. Yay for you! Jumping on the trampoline…what wonderful memories. So glad to have stopped by from FMF 🙂

  6. Yes, I too was picked last in gym class. That is, if I went to class. I always had my mom write a note if it was something I knew I would look silly doing. Awesome… you were picked first for the only team that matters…family:) JUMP means living in the moment and enjoying it without thinking about what we look like. So easy yet so hard.

  7. I can totally relate. I ooze creativity and am pretty clumsy otherwise. LOL So glad you got on that trampoline and that you were picked first. 🙂

  8. Dropping in from FMF, and I love the “I think this is the first time I have been picked first for someone’s team.” Who better to be chosen by than our own child!

  9. Oh boy, can I relate! I was “that kid” too. I still avoid those things too. But, my kids, they don’t care about any of that, or my ability. They just want me to play. And they love me no matter how I perform. Makes me think of God and how much He loves us, unconditionally. Makes me want to be brave, to JUMP! 🙂

    Thanks for being so authentic!!

  10. As another person who was picked last in gym class, I’m with you. I try to push myself with my son. It brings him so much joy when I participate in his games instead of watching, when I go all in. It’s worth losing those few minutes to myself to see his joy.

  11. Oh, this is a favorite. (I was that kid picked last, too…) This post just put a huge smile on my face…thank you! And many more, happy, trampoline jumps to you! Blessings! 🙂

  12. You ROCK! That was awesome. I love that you were picked first for the team – family does that. You also get snaps for jumping on the trampoline. I do that some days, but any more I have to cross my legs and jump – or else I pee my pants – from laughing and from jumping! Jump on sister, jump on!!!

    • Haha…Thanks Debi..I DID discover that my 40 year old body should not be jumping on the trampoline without first emptying my bladder!!

  13. Visiting from FMF! Aren’t trampolines grand? especially when you are invited! I do know how you feel about the jumping in general- the risk taking – it is a scary prospect. Oh, but go ahead – you know you want to! loved reading this, it brought back many painful and good memories of those same experiences!

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