Last night was the last dryland training session of the season so E. wanted to end it by doing fun stuff which makes me nervous because anytime she had us doing ‘fun’ stuff on ice it always ended up being stuff I couldn’t do or relays.
But it turned out to be super fun. We did relays where we had to crab walk (great for the arms), bear walk (I can’t bear to even think of how I looked butt end in the air), run backwards (weirdly, I’m getting much better at this) and as the final coup de grâce, a relay where we had to start off with a somersault then get up and run.
Speed Skating Son and Hockey Playing Son were team captains and guess who they didn’t choose for their team until the very end.
When I was laughing about it in the van on the way home and was all “Dudes, you totally left me hanging out there.” Speed Skating Son responded with, “Well we wanted to win, that’s why I picked E,” to which I countered with, “Then you can go to E. to get your allowance next month.”
At the very end of the night, E. took pity on our team because we were saddled with the two moms but alas, even E.’s speedy feet couldn’t save us. It didn’t matter though because those last 20 minutes of dryland training were the best of my day with me almost peeing myself laughing. Although, after childbirth this is not a difficult thing.
The thing is I laugh a lot. A. LOT. I laugh at silly videos, I laugh at movies–especially ones with Will Farrel–I laugh with my kids.
I laugh when I’m nervous, or scared, sometimes even when I’m sad–it’s the one that starts out as a laugh but then turns into a hysterical sob as you slowly slide down the wall until you’re a huddled mass on the floor–I like to call that one the ‘Chick Flick Laugh.’
I laugh when I do something stupid, I laugh with friends. My really good friends? Those ones I can laugh at when they do something stupid too. I surround myself with people who laugh and who can make me laugh, Hockey Playing Husband being number one on that list. I’m also self-entertaining, which is a must-have ability when you work from home alone. Some of you have received my emails that are a part of my self-entertainment program. Also, need I mention YouTube? The same rule about Will Farrel also applies here.
I think when we grow up and become adults, we lose this–this ability to laugh and let loose–and yet, it’s so important. Laughter keeps us young, it relaxes us and it can even help boost our immune systems. Not to mention it releases endorphins that make us feel good which means it’s basically wine without the calories.
There’s most definitely serious aspects to life but it doesn’t need to be all serious. Even in serious situations, humour and laughter can be welcome. What I’m trying to say is, I think we need to laugh more. We need to see the silliness in life.
And every once in awhile we need to do somersaults in a field with a bunch of kids and for one fleeting second, laugh our butts off and feel like a kid again ourselves.