I love a good swing (hahahaha I mean the playground sort). I suspect I must have since I was a child (need to confirm with mum and dad about it). I have very vivid memories of dad pushing me on a swing at the Lake Gardens playground in Seremban. I had started to write this entry before I recalled some old photographs of me on a swing. I dug them out. I had thought that they were taken at a playground near my cousin’s house in Port Dickson (there was a cool swing there too). But after a closer look, I realised to my delight that they were taken at the very playground in Lake Gardens I was reminiscing about. These ones seem to have been taken on the kiddie swing, I remember that there was another much bigger swing on the far side of the playground (Anyone remember it? or have photos?). I was perhaps too young back when these photos were taken to be on the big swing, but that was the one I remember dad pushing me on.
There was a swing in Port Dickson Yacht Club that I used to love and swung till perhaps I was 18. A real big swing, I remember instead of sitting, I used to stand on it. Â I wonder if I have any photos of that, must go digging. I wonder if it is still there. I wonder how long swings lasts. hahaha so many things to wonder about just about swings.
I think like most people, I lost touch with being on a swing once I grew up. I am glad I rediscovered the swing when I first got to Melbourne some years ago. There are more playgrounds here and the swings here mean business – they look like the can handle an adult’s weight. And ever since then I take a swing whenever I can, even if it means fighting a kid for it!!!!Â Â hahaha, no no, really I have never fought a child for a swing. In fact, I try to go at opportune times – when the kiddies are less likely to be there. I can then swing to my heart’s content!
I think being on a swing is one of those things that as an adult one can still do with reckless abandonment and that is why I love it. Not to mention it is a good exercise too. Not only do you need to kick yourself higher thereby exercising those legs, hang on for dear life with the arms, it is a great work out for the abs as you try to edge yourself higher.
Coming back to my question, if you cannot remember the last time you were on a swing – perhaps it is time to get on one. Though please make sure it is sturdy enough to hold your weight. hahahaha god forbid anyone ending up with a broken arm because they took my urging and got on a swing and swung the swing off. Next time you take your daughter/son/niece/nephew/cousin to the playground, perhaps instead of pushing them on the swing, get on it with them/after them/before them. Happy swinging and work those abs!!!!!!