Even though you’re growing up, you should never stop having fun.
I’ve been so locked down lately in the serious business of adulting, I lost sight of the second part of my blog’s mission statement: “have fun”. Oops.
Fortunately, I had an opportunity to get back in touch with that mission during a recent visit to a new park. It was a chilly and gloomy day, but I was still happy just being outside. I was so happy, in fact, that I agreed to climb a tower on this new playground. Between my heavy coat and bags, it was a tight fit. Getting back down seemed like an unpleasant proposition. Then I saw it; the Slide.
It was really tall, fully enclosed, and had a wicked-looking curve. I couldn’t help myself, that was my way down. The only acceptable way down. I threw myself into it, and for those moments I shed my serious skin. I was as carefree as our idealized version of a child. I was having fun, I was playing. That single trip down a big slide brought out the sense of fun that’s been missing from my experience lately.
Returning to that playground isn’t a realistic choice for me (those of you with young children, take advantage, go down slides with them!), but I can still bring play back into my everyday experience. Cartwheels and somersaults are out because of my wrist, but what about skipping? Skipping is safe for my body. So that’s what I’ve started doing. Just for one block, I allow myself to forget about being a serious grownup. I skip freely and joyfully, looking up at the sky. I ignore the people around me giving me weird looks, and give myself over to the fun of it.
What about you? Do you want to bring play back into your life for a few minutes?