I’m turning 30 this year and that surprises most people when I tell them. I get a lot of “I never would have guessed you were 29″ and “I thought you were 22!” And when I smile, flattered, and ask “Oh I look that good huh?” The answer is almost always “No…you just act way younger/immature/like a 22 year old.” Not quite as flattering as looking 22, but I’ll take it.
I love to play. Maybe it comes from being the oldest of five kids and playing games and toys with my little siblings well into my teens and twenties. My step kids are the perfect excuse to play, frolic, and be immature and not get judged. I’m just being “good with kids.” Ha ha!
This weekend was a testament to the sheer joy I find in being a kid. Saturday was awful weather wise. We had plans to play ball and run at the track but it was snowy, the wind was icy and blew flurries all over. I had resigned myself to yet another Saturday stuck inside but after lunch something inside me snapped. I HAD to get outside. My step son, Ace, was the only one willing to bundle up and go outside and when I asked where he wanted to go he said the beach. So off to the beach we went!
We had a blast playing explorers. We walked around the beach and played on sand hills and in the sand for about two hours. The wind was icy cold and our cheeks were frozen the whole time but I was having so much fun climbing trees and jumping off sand hills I didn’t even think about it. We had a blast! And I felt so much better the rest of the day in the house.
On Sunday, my work hosted a family play event at the YMCA. The YMCA rents the gym with two huge bouncy castles that adults are allowed in (finally), a tumbling mat with wedge mats and a vault, basketballs, and floor hockey equipment. It was the most intense and fun two hours I’ve had in a long time! I just ran around playing with my step kids the whole time. Running through bouncy castles, tumbling, playing on the vault, playing floor hockey and basketball- it was teh most fun I’ve had in a long time.
It was also exhausting! My whole body was tired that evening and I was worn right out. Two hours of play is much harder than a 4 mile run.
It was funny too because toward the end of the event, our HR Rep came to me and told me she was impressed at how good I was with all the kids and motivating them to play and try new things. She said “You missed your calling as a teacher. You’re a natural.” Now if that isn’t a sign to get my butt back into school for Physical Education I don’t know what is! *sigh* Someday. I hope.
The moral of this post is that you need to start playing more! Be a kid again! You’ll burn more calories and you’ll just have fun!