Cue The Hockey Mom Guilt
Every year it happens, regardless of how convincingly I tell myself that this will be the year it doesn't. It just creeps up on me like a spider in the shower and just as scary, especially now with the season just a couple short weeks away...
Hockey mom guilt.
If you are anything like me, your social media news feed is littered with updates from fellow hockey parents and coaches showing kids participating in hockey camps and private lessons. There's videos of the latest drills, power skating, and that cool all-mighty dangle someone learned at camp. Your inbox is crammed with emails from coaches inviting YOUR child (because they are a very special snowflake) to their out-of-state camps. It's a bit like being on a diet and having someone wave chocolate cake in your face. Every. Single. Day. Of. Summer. Should I? Or shouldn't I? One piece couldn't hurt. One camp wouldn't be all bad. We can always stop doing stuff NEXT week...
Next thing you know you are bingeing on every camp and clinic like a season's worth of "Game of Thrones" or an entire bag of Hershey's chocolate nuggets. Satisfying? Oh yes. Good for you? Probably not.
Don't get me wrong, there is nothing bad about doing the camp and clinic circuit in the summer. You do you. But my goalie and I have our reasons for taking summers off, even without the professionals, doctors, and other authority types that urge us to avoid burnout and injury by laying off hockey in the summer. That reason? We go hard during the season. We ALL go hard during the season. Harder than any other sport, I say. The season is long, and stressful and we've all been there. Ice times three to four times per week, demanding school schedules, extracurricular activities, and don't forget about work, because just how else would we pay for it all?
So, when summer hits it's about being lazy, and I am not talking a little bit.
We are talking binge watching "The Office", making frequent visits to our favorite book nooks, and escaping the heat in the movie theater watching the latest horror flicks. We don't even talk about hockey. We've created a hockey-free zone and we kind of dig it.
You may think we aren't dedicated.
I would argue that dedication comes in many forms and when the hockey season starts, we are so ready ("that's what she said", thank you Michael Scott). It feels fresh, and new even though she is going on her tenth season of playing. It is hard for anything to feel new after ten seasons. Even bingeable tv shows. That doesn't mean that the guilt doesn't creep on me, like that damn spider crawling out of the shower drain, and scaring the beejezus out of me. Maybe you feel the same.
For now we are just going to cue up the next season of "The Office" and dial down the guilt.
Can anyone relate? Do you take summers off or do you like to keep it rolling? When is your season beginning?