Slidin’

Me and the missus went sliding this morning. Yes, you read that right, I said sliding. You know, with plastic slides we bought at Canadian Tire for $10 each. I know it’s not as trendy as snowboarding or skiing but it’s still a bit of fun.

We’ve gone sliding before of course, but today there were several new things that I learned, or at least realized. Here they are in the order I can remember them:

1. I have no stamina. I’m not talking about being low in stamina or lacking staying power or anything. I’m saying I have none. Zero. Zilch. Nada, etc. I had to take 3 breaks - 3 - on the first trip up the hill. Yikes.

2. I have a fat ass. Let’s just say that when I sit on el basic plastic slide, it’s tilted back. A lot.

3. Someone tore the spirit out of kids today. Not to mention that there were only 2 kids on the hill all morning, but that the park sign was spray-painted over with the same words - ‘Cowan Park’

4. Snow don’t stick to snow pants. So I’m not sure why they call them snow pants. Maybe they don’t - maybe it’s just me.

There’s probably more but I can’t remember it. Brain freeze I guess.

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