It’s March Break here which means (a) I can’t go to any adult public skates during the day this week because I’m home with two kids and (b) my kids are at home looking for things to do.
One of the things Speed Skating Son wants to do over March Break is come see me skate. It’s not like he’s never seen me skate. We typically go out once a week to a regular, kid-infused public skate but due to my inability to stop and not wanting to kill other skaters, I don’t really do much. It’s more me practicing balance and anything that can be done slow.
My speed skating class is at 10:10 p.m. but since it’s March Break and he can sleep in the next day…he kinda wants to come. And while part of me is all “okay, you can come”, the other part is really hesitant. I’m not sure why.
It’s one thing for me to suck in class in front of all the other people taking the class because they’ve been there since day one, so they know I suck and I’m kinda used to it. As E. once said, “What happens in Masters Class, stays in Masters Class”.
It’s a whole other ball of wax to have my whole fam damily watching me from the stands.
It’s freaking me out a bit but I know if I said no he would be disappointed.
And gawd love this kid because he is the most encouraging little guy in the world, always wishing his competitors a good race and offering a pat on the shoulder before they get into position. He went from not wanting me to speed skate to being my biggest supporter.
I think part of me doesn’t want to disappoint him or worse, have him lie to me. Because he’ll do that, he’ll tell me I’m doing great even if I’m not and the thought of that just sort of hurts my heart a bit.
So ya, I’m torn.