Nobody is debating my sportsmanship or nominating me for MVP, but the NBA Finals inspired my husband and I to hit the basketball court this past weekend. My hands haven't touched a basketball in years, so I was expecting the afternoon to be a hilarious mess. Instead, I discovered a fun new workout that I can't wait to repeat after my soreness subsides.
To see how I spent part of a Saturday,
We arrived at the court with the intention of staying for 30 minutes, and an hour passed before we realized how much time had gone by. My husband and I took turns shooting and rebounding, and every five or 10 minutes, I would let him shoot alone while I resurrected one of my not-so-favorite exercises— killers, aka suicides. I'd sprint the length of the court, back and forth, touching all the lines, until I was nearly out of breath and then go back to shooting around. I like to think of it as a unique interval workout, which caused me to leave the court flush-faced and sweaty.
Two days after our basketball outing, my arms (forearms through shoulders) were sore from shooting the ball, and my abs were so sore from sprinting that I could feel them when I sneezed. I had a blast with my husband and was able to sneak in a pretty killer workout; next time I'll wear my heart rate monitor to measure exactly how hard I'm working. Who else out there likes to shoot hoops?