After squeezing in a long run Sunday morning, the girls and I checked out a new playground. Bridget is always on the lookout for the next, best, most awesome-est playground out there. We hit the jackpot. As an added bonus, there was a huge hill for rolling down. This was Bridget's first time to enjoy this rackous good time and I had so much fun showing her how. That is...until she asked to do it again! Ahhh, yes...it was the second time rolling down that hill that I thought I was going to hurl. I tried standing up, but could only muster the cow pose on my hands and knees...then I toppled over like a sorority girl who needed to be taken home at the end of the evening. Phew, that second "roll" took a couple hours of recovery time, but it's all good now!
Hope your weekend was just as fun!
Love those cute faces! Although I too have lost my ability to spin, tumble, whirl around in any type of circular motion (call it late-onset virtigo virtego? vertigo?...how the heck do ya spell it?-- I always feel like I am going to hurl) I too have never quite felt like I left the age of 12. I keep telling my kids "I feel the same on the inside as I did when I was 12, it's just the outside that changes."
ReplyDeleteAmen to fun in Cleveland. Akron's not too shabby either. Cheers!
ReplyDelete