This blog post was supposed to be about
dealing with running in the cold and just what an adjustment that is.
Unfortunately, I have actually only been running in the cold once.
That is not to say that I have only been running once (although you
are forgiven for assuming so), the weather is just fantastic. All the
articles I have read online about running in the cold seem to assume
dark mornings, snowfalls and ice, which hardly describes my current
terrain. And, to be honest, make me feel like a bit of a pussy for
even complaining.
For the last week it has been all blue
skies and tweeting birds, and little blossoms peeking up everywhere.
I barely even wear a jacket outside during the day.
What hasn't changed is my bemusement at
the Dutch expression for exercising. I was in a clothing shop the
other day browsing the various running attire when the sales
assistant came up to me and said “Sporting?” which I at
first took to mean, “Are you spotting?” as in 'Lady,
are you joking? With that body?”. He reacted quickly to my
puzzled/insulted expression and said “Are you going to sport
later?”
Aha! It means exercise, I figured.
The next day, I walked the two flights
of stairs to our new apartment with the estate agent and jokingly
mentioned that I can skip gym if this is my daily routine, to which
she replied “Yes, no need to sport.” The infinitive form
is what really gets me. Sport. To sport. Sporting.
What I have found is that trying to
explain the difference and why exercise is correct and sport not, the
distinction is really not very clear. Sports are organised and
generally competitive, exercise is, um, what? Something you do alone?
So what is a yoga class?
A second expression that tickles me is
that of “taking a
picture” which appears
to be translated from Dutch
as “making a picture”.
I appreciate
the insertion of an active
signifier, which renders the
passive “taking” of a picture into an artistic creation of
“making” it. I am not
simply a vessel through which the camera does all the work. Je
suis l'artiste.
Perhaps
it is just me...
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