Three-day weekends used to mean a day off of work and time spent with family.
This year, three-day weekends have evolved into something else. There is still a much-appreciated day off of work and some time spent with family, but a few more things have been added to the mix.
Our three-day weekends this year have been spent at sports tournaments, and I’m slowly learning my way around the courts:
Coolers full of water, Gatorade, fruits and veggies ...
Gym bags stuffed with warmups, extra socks, deodorant and body spray ...
Camera bags stocked with extra batteries, memory cards and USB cords ...
Trunks packed with foldable chairs, blankets ... and bigger coolers.
These kids can eat. After all, they are expending lots of energy, and that energy needs to be replaced with calories.
I just need to remind myself that I am not expending that much energy as I walk around the court taking photos.
At least I don’t stand out much in these venues. Most of the other moms of athletes are tall, too. At some of the sites, I have felt a little on the short side. It’s nice to be able to maintain a level eye contact during a conversation.
It has also been interesting to travel to such varied places.
Over Martin Luther King Jr. weekend, we found ourselves at Villanova University in Philadelphia. The old field house seemed like something out of a 1950s movie focusing on college athletics. I thought of all the students, fans and athletes who had walked up the steep stairs to the bleachers. The layout provided a unique view of the courts where the girls were playing.
Over Presidents’ Day weekend, we were in the Eastern Panhandle for a basketball tournament. This event was only two days and the girls only played one game each day, but still there was packing and a little bit of traveling involved.
The next tournament is at Penn State University. We are looking forward to traveling there and spending some time in State College, Pa.
I’ve been told that we will be in several gyms over the course of three days. We won’t see much of the rest of campus, but that’s OK. We’re becoming accustomed to the scenery: nets, balls, courts.
We’re beginning to feel that these things are a natural extension of our existence, and it is hard to remember what those relaxing, stay-at-home three-day weekends were like.
Someday when both kids are grown and out on their own, that lifestyle will come back to us.
I have a feeling that we will wish there was one more tournament to attend.
Lisa Tedrick Prejean writes a column for The Herald-Mail’s Family page. Send email to her at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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