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| Cool Weekend Warrior Wound! |
So Our 20s were essentially about Me-Me-Me-Me: exotic
travel adventures, wild Bacchanalian weekends, and, oh yes, maybe a little bit
of career building. 30s, childbearing and rearing and exhaustion. And now,
finally, we’re looking for a healthy mix of the two with our kids a little bit
older and us much, much the wiser.
Which is why I see no problem with whipping back out the
Weekend Warrior in all of us to get ourselves out there again and get OUT of
the carpooling, mini-van shuttling, birthday-party going, all-about-the-kids
weekend horror fest.
My own mountain bike hadn’t seen the light of day other than
the gentrified trip back and forth to the market for a baguette (or something
much less exciting and French) for almost 10 years. So why not take the bike on
a 20 mile spin with my visiting younger sister to get out in the elements again
and show off our gorgeous locale.
So off we went. Creaky, pre-century bikes (1993 and 1998)
were our chariots. And when I crashed, palms first into the jaggedy pile of
boulders on the side of the road, did I have my protective biking gloves on???
Of course not! We Weekend Warriors pshaw away having the correct gear and
proper tuning. Thus we Weekend Warriors end up with a palm full of shredded
hand and streaming blood for the rest of the 20 mile trip. (And no Duct Tape.)
But that’s the point.
It feels fun to have shredded palm again and not give a
hoot. The kids actually thought I was COOL when I came home with bleeding hand
and a great crash story. They jumped all over it. Mom is fun! Mom is cool! Mom rocks! (Or falls
on rocks.)
SO, maybe there is a nice mix. Kids can get out there with
us and be a leeeetle bit more dangerous and thrill seeking. We can let go of
the wish that our kids (and we) need to be “Bubble Boys” and live in a Boo-Boo
free world. Let our Weekend Warriors out with some abandon and have some fun. Crash a little. Live a lot. Why not?
Namaste & Three Cheers! -OM
That is a great philosophy of life -- with or without the bike. Applause!!
ReplyDeleteha! and applause all of us for surviving both the boo-boos and the 30s ;) ;) thanks, Cindy!!!
DeleteExcellent! But not the horrid wound on your hand of course. Ow. We all need to get out there a live a little! Great role model for your kids and bet you all remember that more than a safe day out with no incidents.
ReplyDeleteexactly, claire. where are the stories from the safe days? our boo-boos are a great measure of living life to the fullest! (tho i do sometimes wish my kids would wear helmets 24/7, but that's another blog ;) thanks, claire!!! a
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