I’ll build suspense by starting with the losers. Make that loser singular. Make that me.
After an amazing weekend in Canberra watching the youngest compete at the NSW/ACT Skipping Championships, I was eager to be back on the road to Sydney. We desperately needed petrol, but the queue at the last petrol station on the outskirts of town was chockers, so I decided to fill up at Collector instead.
There is no petrol station in Collector. The next petrol station is at Goulburn. Goulburn is a very long way when your fuel gauge is flashing yellow on empty.
The eldest almost had an aneurysm about it. She’s a worrier like her mum. The youngest was too exhausted to care. I could barely breathe.
But we coasted into a pump behind the sheep’s bum and I let out a huge sigh of relief. I may have even fist-pumped.
Such a dag.
Then we celebrated with the eldest’s first taste of KFC. We had Zinger burgers. I haven’t had a Zinger burger in 15 years, I can’t say it was worth the wait. The eldest isn’t in a hurry to have another either. The youngest’s body is a temple so she refused KFC (“It stands for Kid’s Fattening Centre, Mum!”) and had a Hungry Jacks cheeseburger and sour apple Coke slushie instead.
Kids are funny …
Now onto the winners bit.
Yesterday was … wow … it was incredible.
I spent most of the afternoon on my feet gawping and cheering as kids performed the most amazing routines while skipping between two ropes during the double dutch section of the competition. There were flips, there were cartwheels, there were one-handed hand-stands, there were push-ups …
(I’d been hoping to include video footage of the stuff I’m about to describe … but that will have to wait until later in the week because I’m having technical issues. I have no idea how I can seriously describe myself as a digital native.)
My adrenaline levels went through the roof and stayed there because the kids’ team – the Teals – performed in four categories and did such a great job in every single one. I wasn’t allowed to congratulate the youngest on her efforts – every time I went backstage to give her a hug she’d stare at me in horror and whisper that I must “Go away!” while waving her hand dismissively at me.
They scored gold in the 2 x 60 second double dutch speed relay (above). It involves two of the skippers taking turns to skip as fast as they can for 60 seconds, while a team member and their coach rapidly turn the rope. The judges count how many times their right foot hits the ground.
The youngest was on rope duty, so she’s now officially a gold-medal rope turner.
Then they scored bronze for their single rope quad routine, bronze for their double dutch routine and overall bronze for the 9-10 age category.
Their double-dutch routine looked pretty damn near perfect to me, which blew my mind. I was sooooo excited – go the Teals!
The youngest is beside herself with exhaustion when we got home. There were tears. But I’ll bet she’ll struggle out of bed soon and want to go to school so she can clink those medals through the playground.
Mum is pretty tired too, but she doesn’t have any medals to clink.
Now it’s on to the Nationals …
How was your weekend?
Song of the day: Hot Chocolate “Everyone’s a winner”