Sunday evening, my husband and I went to dinner with his mom, his brother, and his brother’s family.  The restaurant we ate at is a bicycle and sports bar, so of course they had the Bejing Olympics on the TV.  That night the women’s gymnastics was on.  Since my sister was a gymnast when she was a kid, and since I am therefore pretty knowledgeable about the sport, I found myself watching on and off.

It wasn’t a great night.  I watched a couple of floor routines, which were overall pretty good but weren’t getting as high marks as I would expect in the Olympics.  Then the bars routines started.  Pretty much everyone was screwing up their dismounts, and then one Chinese girl actually fell off the bars in the middle of a really impressive routine.  (Ironically, she was the only one I saw who actually stuck her dismount.)

After that I started thinking about all the activities my mom had my sister and I in when we were kids.  One of the things we did a lot of was skiing.  My dad was on ski patrol, so we went skiing pretty much every weekend throughout the late 1980s.  We had all the child ski wear you can imagine, and it was my mom’s job to dress us in all of that at the crack of dawn — kids snowboard jackets, kids ski pants, and all.

My mom had us in a lot of stuff, but really too much to be able to maintain.  As an adult I find that I can maintain even fewer hobbies than what I had as a child!

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