"Ain't No Mountain High Enough!"
I vividly remember when I was working full time with 3 "littlies" trying to start the car with a banana!My keys were locked inside the house in the fruit bowl! Life was just so hectic!
Thinking time has a really important role in these wonderful retirement years. Time to go on trips down Memory Lane. Time to dream about the future. Time to enjoy this moment,right now.
Over the last couple of days the old saying " opposites attract " has come to mind. A saying so true of the Sporty One and Me!
Nearly 40 years ago an adventure began with a wink. A cheeky London chappie far to trendy and full of himself to attract me. But, attract me he did. Very soon I found myself in a large Gym watching this very same man doing things with his body that I thought warranted an immediate place in the Olympic Team! It had taken me all morning to get out of bed and find the Gym. Here starts the opposites. P.E and me. Not a chance!
I have always followed the Willie Rushton philosophy. All parts of the body should remain in an upright position at all times and if needed moved gently forwards. Or something like that. So, no wonder I was amazed by his antics. Hand Springs,Arab Springs, Flick Flacks and the like. Now to be fair to me I can play a mean game of Table Tennis but under no circumstances is spinning allowed. I like to swim, but my face stays out of the water at all times. Oh, and my Fish Pose in Yoga is progressing well.
So. the rest is History. For many years the Sporty One would launch into a Flick Flack just to please me.
One of the wonderful things about spending the winter in Andalucia is the diversity of landscape. The highlight for the Sporty One is to travel to the Sierra Nevada Mountain Range near Granada and go Snowboarding
Now in theory I would love to don a trendy pair of salopettes and whisk down the slopes with a merry little twist to finish at the bottom. But its all about opposites. I have tried it, but to be frank link it with other such dreams about things I would love to excell at. White Water Rafting, Bungee Jumping, Abseiling,and jumping out of aeroplanes. Launching myself down a steep mountain with things strapped to my feet over which I have no control. No! It's never going to happen.The Sporty One would pay good money to to do such things. No-one could pay me enough money to follow suit! I must check if Willy Rushton has ever tried any such activities.
So I am sitting high on a mountain top thinking about my blog. A scrap of paper covered in scribble is resting on top of a good book.
Beside me is a very sporty rucksack that really looks the business.
But peep inside and I guarantee you that I am the only person on this mountain top with a bag full of woolly bits!
We stay in a hotel which used to be a Hunting Lodge and yesterday I spent the day there and I had a good look around.
There are lots of horseshoes which have been made into hooks but the hooks are upside down .Surely the luck will all fall out. A Spanish man explained that in Spain the luck is supposed to fall out so that you can collect it. Perspectives again!
I was in a very large lounge on my own. The manager noticed and immediately lit a beautiful fire. Just lovely, and I appreciated his perspective that it was worth it just for one person -- Me!
However, the walls are adorned with hunting trophies of very kind. Animal heads, antlers, skulls etc and I found myself thinking about this and realised again it is all about perspectives. I know where I stand on this but after all it was a hunting Lodge.
One good thing about having different perspectives is that the Sporty One and I never sit in hotels and have nothing to talk about. I might not understand about the ins and outs of Snowboarding and he certainly has not a clue about Crochet but we talk and talk so those old opposites certainly do attract!
The One thing I am eternally grateful for is that our 3 children have inherited adventurous genes from their Dad and not me or Willy Rushton!
On final note I don't think these Winter sports can be that hard. There were plenty smaller than this little one and I had to take a picture when the skis were off because they were travelling too fast otherwise!
I bet she would love a knitted puppet from my charity stash!