sparring

Here's a scenario to ponder.

You go to pick your child up from karate. You have to arrive early because your hubby has to go play basketball (it's funny - go ahead and laugh).

So you endure sparring for 1/2 hour. Sparring would be extremely exciting if it went on for more than 30 seconds. It doesn't. So between sparring matches, you watch your over-tired, over-stimulated child (who wandered into your room at 5:50am for no apparent reason that morning) toss his head gear, wear his head gear backwards, bounce around the room, etc. out of sheer boredom. Oh and he's sucking his finger - you make a mental note that you are glad you ordered the Mavala off Amazon last night and really hope it works....because the bandaids you require he wear (but I gather Dad sometimes doesn't...) don't.

You love your child but you would like to pitch him out the 2nd floor window over this behavior.

During this time, you're shivering. Why? Because you came straight from the gym where you ran 2.5+ miles and are still sweating -and the window is open. UHM BRR.

The torture that is sparring finally, mercifully ends and out bounds your almost 8 year old. He tells you he doesn't have to go into the changing room because "Everything I had with me is here." You note the following:
- no shoes
- no coat

It's winter in CT and all of 24 degrees out - maybe - with snow from this morning on the ground.

Great.

Then in the car - "Oh Mom - and besides my coat and shoes, Dad forgot to bring the form and money for the tournament on Saturday. He got halfway down the hill and said he 'could' turn around for it, but decided he didn't want to."

I love running my household. Clearly I must leave notes about bringing coats to karate now. I didnt realize that required a reminder - in the dead of winter.

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Ran 2.56 miles in 26 minutes - felt pretty good. Perhaps I should have run further. ;-)