2008 IDEA World Fitness Convention™ - FRIDAY Blog Entries

Late yesterday afternoon I went to watch the Culture Shock presentation. I think "wow" is the word of this convention, and it applies here. Those kids are so talented and their dance moves defy gravity and anatomical laws, I'm sure. I opted out of the chance to take the master class out of an instinct to preserve my dignity (which means my 14-year old son would have disowned knowledge of me if he'd heard I'd tried to do hip-hop or anything like it). Last night was the IDEA-sponsored party.

Presenters, be warned: if you make a claim of prowess to IDEA attendees, you risk being called on to prove it! Phil Block found that out this morning. He told us he'd learned to walk on his hands as a kid

Okay, so it's the fourth day of the show for me and I am feeling wiped out. I am also feeling that familiar malaise that comes from covering a fitness convention and not being able to participate in the sessions. You might as well stick me in the middle of a room lined with the finest dark chocolate and tell me not to lick the walls.

The night goes too fast. The morning comes too early. And these are Vegas nights and mornings, so I think you know how that goes. The in-between part when you're supposed to cool your heels with Mr. Sand Man somehow evaporates into the desert night.