Letting Go At Camp

Greetings!  My first post from Camp.

I am spending the summer teaching health & fitness at a sleep away camp in the mountains of upstate NY.  My husband teaches during the year, so our schedules allow us to come up as a family — T heads up the athletic program and coaches soccer and lacrosse, and my kids attend the staff kid day camp while T and I work.  Its kind of awesome being here, though living in a small dirty bunk and eating camp food for 7 weeks ain’t my favorite parts of camp.  My favorite parts are being in a beautiful setting, not having to cook and clean, hiking locally on days off with my family, and feeling like I am kinda on my honeymoon again (when you take “who’s making dinner, “who’s doing the dishes,” “who’s going food shopping” and “who’s cleaning up” out of the parent equation, you too may find yourself having afternoon sex).

My bunk

For sure, my #1 reason for being here is my kids, who have the best time running around free with other kids their age, playing frisbee after dinner, being outside all the time.  The 2nd day we were here, I asked my 7 year old whether he was having a good time at camp despite the fact that his scheduled sessions (nature, swimming, art etc) had not yet started.  His response — “I looooovvvve being here because I am running around instead of jumping on a little trampoline inside a small Brooklyn apartment.”  Well said, B.

My happy campers

Of course, B’s other favorite part of being at camp is his ability to eat crap all summer that he’d never get away with eating at home.

And that, my friends, brings me to the ultimate message of this blog post — letting go.  Witnessing my kids’ ingestion of an immense amount of white flour and sugar all summer is challenging for the control freak/type A person that is me, but at camp, though I can set some limits — and do — I also have to go with the flow, and just deal, knowing that when we get back to Brooklyn, its back to the good stuff.  Back to balance.  (Yeah, I’m gonna cleanse the shit out of him come September!)

Letting him go to bed late.

Letting french fries be his “vegetable.”

Letting him wear the same dirty shorts over and over again because they’re his favorites.

Letting go.  Its good for me.

Anyone else “letting go” this summer?

Off to teach pilates to 14 year olds.  Till next time….

 

5 Responses to Letting Go At Camp

  1. Deena Barselah July 6, 2012 at 3:37 pm #

    Awesome post! I’ve been missing camp majorly these days! Need to get Ramah on board for good nutrition and hire me when I have kids that are camp-age:) For real, though, can’t they make the camp food better yet? At the same time, you can trust that his vitamin D levels are great being outside all the time and he’s getting a lot more natural energy and exercise than he would in the city… it does counteract some of the food:) can’t wait to read more updates!
    It does sorta sound like a honeymoon….

    • Chana July 6, 2012 at 3:40 pm #

      Ha. Yeah, I’d love to get you working here….hope all’s well. I love your weekly newsletters by the way. best,
      chana

  2. Michelle Shallat July 6, 2012 at 3:40 pm #

    Love your blog!!!! Cannot wait to see everything you are doing! How did the Pilates with 14 year olds go?

    • Chana July 6, 2012 at 3:43 pm #

      Cannot wait for you to get here so you can teach me how to teach pilates (better than what I am currently doing). Look forward to seeing you soon!

  3. Tracy Chapman July 6, 2012 at 6:57 pm #

    I love your honeymoon comment! Make sure the camp counselors don’t catch you in the afternoon! What a great way to spend the summer with your family. And what do you mean that french fries aren’t a vegetable?! :)

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