Today, we decided they need to burn off some energy and the threat of storms are looming. We took the boys to the BMX track at the county park, trying to "beat the storms". Blue slushies and lots of hard peddling later.....they had a ball!
After watching them go up and over the hills with such ease, I started to think to myself, "How fun does THAT look!?" Then the dangerous thoughts.... I'm not THAT old. I've still "got it"... (you feel it coming don't you? ......I wish that I would have!!) So I ask my son.... "let me see your bike!", only to hear "NO Mom! Please don't!", with the voice of worry for his dear 'ol Mom. And off I went.
Going down is much easier than going up, I tell you! Once I not so gracefully landed, I found myself wedged between the seat of the bike and the handle bars. And oh my poor left wrist! My mother just broke her left wrist a few days ago...... I guess I just didn't want her to be pain alone.