We don’t have sporty kids. Rather, that’s what we used to be able to say…

When they were little, we tried to get them interested in some kind of sport. Knowing what we do these days about children and the importance of getting them moving nice and early, we tried to put various opportunities in front of them, but they never bit. Genetics? Maybe partially.

Jim played a little bit of football as a kid, and was very physically active as a high schooler because he was training to go into the Navy. He ran, lifted weights, and all that jazz. (He even spent lots of time with the Hacky sack!)

Me? The thought of any sport to me, as a kid, was just plain YUCK. I spent lots of time outside with friends, doing cartwheels and roundoffs, but that was the extent of it. I never played organized sports, ever. In fact, I only started exercising regularly when I was 24 years old…and I finally found something I love to do (group fitness).

To be completely honest, when our kids didn’t want to play any team sports we were secretly glad about the fact that our lives wouldn’t be ruled by endless practices and games, and possibly being a family ripped in half if the boys wanted to be involved in totally different things. Also, we live in an area that has a lot of team sports for very young kids where there is no score kept so there is no “winner” and no “loser”. That makes us CRAZY. Why shelter kids from a temporary disappointment? Isn’t that part of life, learning to deal with disappointment when it happens? Anyway…

The boys have mainly done “solitary” sports, like rollerblading and bike riding. And that’s been good enough.

Early this year, the fifteen-year-old came home from school suddenly wanting to get involved in Lacrosse. Not even really knowing what it is, we were so excited that he finally–on his own–found a sport to be excited about that we promptly took him out to get all the equipment (pads, stick, ball, helmet, cup…) from Play It Again Sports (just in case, right?). He spent the summer practicing in the school field, sometimes with us. We signed him up for a skills workshop too. He is doing core conditioning once each week with other boys from his high school, and for Hanukkah we signed him up for a three-day intensive clinic coached by players from the Chicago Machine. That’s what he did from Thursday through yesterday and though he’s tired and sore, he had a great time.


Look for number 6: that’s him!

He’s looking forward to tryouts in a few weeks, because what he really wants to do is play for his school. Keep your fingers crossed!