On being a Rocky virgin

Last night, Mark and I went to see the new Rocky movie with our friend Bex, with whom we box. It was my first time watching a Rocky movie, and I was pretty excited since I can now appreciate boxing for the athleticism, skill and stamina required rather than seeing it as merely a violent beating.

My only previous experience with Rocky has been listening to Eye of the Tiger and glancing at the movie posters on the walls of our boxing training class (one poster is of Rocky at the speed bag, for which our coach told us not to mimic Rocky's form because it is so bad). So I am completely unfamiliar with Rocky's story line, musical score included.

In this new film, once things finally get rolling and Rocky's training like a fool, this awesome soundtrack comes on that sounds kinda familiar, like maybe I heard it once before somewhere. Since it has a distinctly '70s/'80s sound to it, I figure it must be a carryover from the previous films. So I lean over to Mark, and ask him, "is this song from the original movie?". In the dark theatre, it looked like he gave me an incredulous/scathing look, and says, "This is the Rocky theme!!!". I reply, "Oh, I thought the theme was Eye of the Tiger." Later, Rebecca tells me she is embarrassed for me for having asked that question.

If I ever go to Philly, I'm bringing some grey sweats with me, I'm gonna run up those stairs, turn around at the top, raise my fist in the air and yell, "Stellllaaaa!! Stellllaaaa!!!!" Man, that Rocky sure loved his wife.

New year, new words

National Post's new vocabulary for '07:

"Washing your undies"

Definition: Blogging about the most tedious, minute, personal non-events.

Holiday hangover

Back to work today after a relaxing week-long holiday at home. I am a bit jet-lagged and am fighting to keep my peepers open and to shake off that depression that follows a holiday. My head aches *sigh* It must be my holiday hangover - too much sweets, not enough sleep, zero exercise, a waistline jiggle.

My flight on the 22nd was interesting. In short, it was 2 1/2 hours late in departing due to bad weather (freezing rain). In fact, I'm lucky we left at all considering two planes had slid off the runway and the airport was on the verge of being closed. Needless to say, I missed my connecting flight to Kamloops and spent the night in a Vancouver hotel (actually, I spent only five hours at the hotel, hardly worth the nearly $100 incurred cost). I arrived in Kamloops at 7am the next morning, and my luggage arrived the following day.

But despite that rocky start, I had a great time. Met my sister's fiance's family; threw my sister a stagette; visited with an old high school friend; and spent some quality time with my parents.

Tonight we're going to pick up another foster cat, so that should help get me back into the swing of things here.

Well, I'm short on stories today, so I'm heading off to the gym for some much needed post-mincetart-and-other-sweets-eating exercise. I hope my gym shorts still fit.....