would consider myself a sporting widow but not of any conventional sport,
hubbie does not religiously follow a football team or head to play golf with
his mates each weekend. He has never
shown much interest in rugby or horseracing (accept the odd flutter on the grand national!).
the boys prefer extreme sports, they enjoy watching anything high-octane and
adrenaline filled, probably as it most suits their slightly feral
personalities! So I was over the moon
when Betfair sent me a hamper of
pampering treats to give me some attention for a change.
The boys are usually lost in “insane” action
sports, involving high degrees of risk!
I get a little scared just watching the stunts, the very dare devil
nature of them is so unlike me…
at the moment they only watch them on television or YouTube they have not taken
to re-creating their own versions. I
confess I am not particularly talented on a bike, snowboard or skis. I guess I am lucky that the boys at least
are not dragging me out to cold and wet football matches to follow at the
sidelines, eating pies and half heartedly waving a team scarf in the air. I get to have the benefit from cosy central
heating (when hubbie relents and lets me turn it on!) and a warm cup of tea,
but still I would like it if we could watch a good comedy or romance instead.
you cannot beat them surely I should just join them, it’s just my heart races
seeing the talented individuals diving through the air and landing rather
recklessly on the other side! I do not
know how their poor hearts can cope with the anxiety! I get into enough of a panic just watching them and all the
danger they expose themselves too. The unfortunate
thing is if they followed football the season would eventually end and I would
get a chance to reclaim the television for a little while but with extreme
sports there is always some one doing something reckless…