Well there are no Olympic sports starting with P. So I'm going for Paddling. There are lots of ways to paddle but at the moment I feel like one of those ducks that looks serene as it glides across the water but under the surface it's feet are going nineteen to the dozen.
Yes I'm slipping behind. This post wasn't even scheduled for today. It didn't exist before today. None of my subsequent posts are ready - yet!
I so wanted to be organised and ahead of myself with the challenge this year to give me a real chance to visit other bloggers taking part. Last year I scraped to the end by the skin of my teeth. In my defence I was coping with the very premature birth of my first grandchild and his two anxious Mummies. The month of April passed by in a bit of a blur.
A year on and Nathan had done really well, his Mummies are (a bit) calmer but he's still partly the reason why I'm now playing catch up. I look after him 2 days a week now and although it is a joy it is also exhausting and my two favoured sports at present are walking (often miles in an effort to get him to sleep) and weightlifting - he's currently just under 10 kg/22 lbs so I definitely get a workout on Tuesday and Thursdays! This only started recently so I'm hoping that I'll gradually get used to the early starts etc.
But it doesn't give me much time for Polo, Paddling or Parachuting. God didn't give us wings for a reason, or webbed feet and even though Polo is played on ponies that's still a big animal charging around a field. When asked recently how many players in a Polo team, one of our family members (who I will not name and shame) suggested 15. Can you imagine 30 horses charging around a field with all their riders swinging mallets around? An invitation for carnage!
Of course you could combine Paddling with Polo and play Canoe Polo. Or not.
Or why not try Pickleball - apparently a combination of Badminton, Table Tennis and Tennis and is played with, wait for it, a paddle!
Enough waffle for today. I'm off to try and preschedule some more posts before full blown panic sets in.
My old dentist took up polo in his forties. Had the pony and everything.
ReplyDeleteCanoe polo sounds hysterical :-)
ReplyDeleteI'm falling behind with the A to Z challenge, especially in terms of visiting other blogs. I thought I'd have more time, but this month has been crazy.
Paddling clearly should be in the Olympics.
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What a fun post...adding you to my blog reader list.
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