A tough one for me. I avoid my laptop, the usual excuses, domestics need my full attention, she writes with a sigh. I choose to be distracted by the mundane duties of life, due to the nature of the word SPORT. No fires of inspiration, I got nothing as they say.
Ahh….. I GUESS THAT IS WHY WE DO IT.
CHALLENGE THE BOUNDARIES WE SET OURSELVES, OUR COMFORT ZONES BLASTED AWAY, LEAVING US VULNERABLE.
Whilst hanging clothes on the line at my mother’s, a cool sea breeze whips at the back of my neck, my mind stumbles through the lost corridors of memories searching for that story on sport. The imagination drifts far and wide.
Theres a bug!” I shout. No reply from the children inside.
Well, maybe a faint sarcastic cheer reaches me from within the house. Who cares, I ignore it, grab the camera and begin chasing the six-legged creepy crawly all over the garden. The writing challenge will have to wait. The bug attempts to climb on my camera I enjoy the shadows it creates making it look like a giant creäture from the swamps, instead of a cute little harmless bug.
I think about the word sport, we go way back. Back so far I can’t remember the last team sport I participated in. Sad but true, my super active days have diminished, I walk and I know, it’s a lame excuse for exercise.
I use to be a netball player, netball is a sure way to blow out your ankles, all that stopping and starting. The ankles still ache when it rains and I wish I had been tall enough to play basketball.
I use to take part in kick boxing, oh what a healthy lass I was then. In my prime. What I could do with some of that energy wasted on the young.
Oh well that was the past, now I chase bugs. At least I am up and about I thought to myself. I was not glued to the TV like my children. Maybe bug watching is a kind of sport.
Sport (or sports) is all forms of usually competitive physical activity which, through casual or organised participation, aim to use, maintain or improve physical ability and skills while providing entertainment to participants, and in some cases, spectators.[2 (from Wikepedia)
I am happy to say although there are some grey areas, I think BUG WATCHING could be considered a sport, in fact I might be brave enough to say a fantastic sport.
My pulse races as I snap shot the little yellow dot crawling along the railing. I am happy. The endorphins kick in and no matter the quantity, I am using up physical energy. Hopefully I am providing delayed entertainment for you when you see my photographs. I promise to cherish and share with those who don’t see everyday life as wonderous.
I know nature has a rule of thumb for colours and danger (bright yellow). What I didn’t know as my husband informed me later, these Citrus bugs (Musgraveia sulciventris) this one a bug nymph, can spray a special formula and cause temporary blindness. Maybe my title should have been……. Is Bug Watching a dangerous Sport?
Enjoy my photo’s and tell me if you have a passion you could consider your sport of champions.