The Bike Playground!

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When internal and external accusations of workaholism abound, it’s time to take a break and head for the long overdue, much delayed, long planned visit to the Bike Playground!  And it’s our family’s new happy place indeed!  Jimmy was off to a rough start being his disobedient self, not following what the coach said.  After a while, he out-biked everyone else and nobody could stop him from owning the other-worldly looking course.

The two boys and their dad were naturals but the mother was a scared chicken content to stay in the island in the middle of it all, laptop out and working away while the soothing breeze funneled into the covered court.  It was my resort for the day sans the beach and the sea.  I laid on the black floor designed with international standards to serve stunt bike enthusiasts, now serving a mom on a break.

I think I want my dream house to be in the middle of an alien terrain for bikers.  I want to have a rock- climbing practice wall on one side and giant trampolines on another.  Hanging nets, bridges and hey, while we’re daydreaming to the hilt, how about the whole new wing of the Singapore Changi airport with greenhouse and infinite options to play.  Then again, that would be too much for me.  I’d like it to be for Abot Tala instead – space surrounded by garden, forest and room for a variety of sports.

At one point, I mustered the courage to don the bike helmet and push the bike to the starting line.  One look at the height of the curves I had to plunge into, I backed out and retreated, whimpering without even trying.  I was content to admire my boys’ bravery and energy which I only had for doing something equally crazy as an alternative to traditional school.  Many moons ago, I was a mountain biker with more guts but even then, I walked the bike at some steep slopes.  Age has made me fear some things but there are also things that I face with more courage.

Jimmy fell, got up many times and stood back up without hesitation.  That’s a lesson we have been wanting him to learn – to stick to something despite the pain and difficulty.  Taekwondo didn’t do it for him but now biking (not on flat road but on curved surfaces) and potentially break dancing are giving him the platform to do so since they fit his inclinations.

We stayed in the Bike Playground from 11am to 6:30pm.  My pockmarked legs tell me I have to bring a beach towel next time I want to lie on the center island.   Towards the afternoon, expert bikers came flying and dominated the course but Jimmy still wanted to strut his stuff.  At night, we rewarded the action-packed day (for the boys) and uber-relaxed day (for me) with unlimited Korean barbecue.  Hooray for Samgyupsalamat and the Bike Playground at Circulo Verde!

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