I think we have them.
Sebastian had to write an account of his weekend for homework today. It went something like this: “First I played on my DS. Then I played on the Wii. Then we went to Costco…”
Holy Hannah. It’s when it hits you that your seven-year old’s only trip outside this weekend was to go to freaking Costco, that you realize that you’re kind of falling down on the job, so far as keeping the kids active is concerned. But it’s so hard, this winter.
The problem as I see it, is that it hasn’t really been cold enough for a proper winter, nor warm enough to pretend that it’s not winter. (By the way, that *thud* you just heard was the sound of my husband falling off his chair in surprise that I’d ever wish for colder weather). There’s been no snow on the local hill for sledding. It’s been arguably too warm for skating at our local rink. But still, it’s not warm enough for road hockey, too damp for hikes, too grey for outdoor time (and too not summer, no matter what the temperature).
And there are too many good books to read. There’s hot chocolate to drink, and there are movies to watch. There are endless games of chess to be played. There’s Lego to assemble. And yeah…we have some computer games too. And music practice! And cooking! And You Tube! And more books!
My conscience requires that we get outside and breathe in some fresh air, for the good of our physical hearts and minds. We keep talking about “getting out there” but can find a thousand reasons why “out there” remains out of reach. Last Saturday I went for a run in what is euphemistically called a “wintry mix” of snow and rain. Runners tell you that the first ten minutes (no matter what the weather) are always the worst; after 15 minutes, I felt like a penitent: damp, whipped by the wind, frozen and miserable. That feeling of accomplishment that accompanies a good run was not to be mine. I gave up, sulked home and stood under a hot shower for far longer than necessary.
This lack of momentum seems to have captured us all. We can suggest an outdoor activity to the boys but that would mean interrupting their chess game, and my book reading. Like bears, we hibernate, the lot of us, scratching out the days until the sun shines a bit longer and we stretch our legs, ready to make use of them outside.
What do you do to shake off the January Blahs? Do you fight them? Do you embrace winter by spending as much time outside, or do you hide indoors, too? If you have any great activities for beating the blahs, let us know.