I’m A Swinger (but quite possibly not the way you’re thinking).

by Lori Dwyer on May 10, 2010 · 15 comments


A most wonderful, awesomeness thing happened to me recently. It may not sound like a big deal, but believe me, gentle Google Reader, when I say- it is.

I have re-discovered the simple pleasure of swinging.

Before anyone closes the window or deletes me from the Reader, please, do scroll down another paragraph or so. I promise, it’s not what you may be thinking. Oh, and get your dirty mind out of the gutter.

Our local council recently decided to upgrade our tiny local park (not the same one where the cows where a’roaming) from it’s mouldy, mildewy, spider-invested play equipment that, unsurprisingly, no one really played on; to an uber-cool, fire-proofed, funky new set with a slippery dip, net climb-y thing…

… and a swing set.

I used to love to swing when I was little, what ever happened to that? I think I became a teenager, maybe. And then swinging just wasn’t cool anymore.

I’d forgotten about pushing yourself back and forth, pumping your legs to gain height and speed. I’d forgotten how the fluid motion of swinging feels like weightless flying. I’d forgotten what a freedom it was to have your toes pointed directly at the sky. I’d forgotten the sheer exhilaration of your stomach dropping as the chains on the swing go lax.

I’d forgotten, I think, how it felt to be a kid, to have all your troubles stripped away while the breeze rushes through your hair.

And I’m hoping it’s quite a while before I forget again.

Because it’s given me something back, those few minutes at a time on the swing set. A few minutes of reprieve. A few minutes where I remember exactly what it feels like to be a child. The importance placed on the moment, on the how-things-feel-right-now. It doesn’t matter, you see, if our electricity bill is late, or if I’ve forgotten to take the meat out of the freezer for dinner again, or how on earth am I’m gonna get this kid to sleep in her own bed? For a few minutes there, all that matters is the act of swinging. Of flying. Of touching the sky.

And of not letting my worries touch me.

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Emily July 21, 2010 at 2:21 pm

Great post. Everybody loves swing. It feels like back to the time of being little one sitting with kids on swing sets.


Marilyn at Live First, Write Later May 14, 2010 at 7:15 pm

I'm a swinger too! Big time. My kids have to fight me for a turn when we go to the park.

One of Justine Clark's (from Playschool) cds has a fabulous song about swinging which I love as well.


A Very Fine House {Katrina Chambers} May 12, 2010 at 9:38 am

I read the heading and thought "oh dear" hahaha… I knew you were kidding though. I am not overly fond of the swing. It makes me sick!! Have a great day :)


Mel May 12, 2010 at 7:33 am

My bum's too big for swinging at the moment, but I do enjoy it!


Deb May 11, 2010 at 10:28 pm

Every day! My girls love it, and I've conned the little one that pushing Mummy is fun.


lori May 11, 2010 at 2:13 pm

So lovely! And I must be a total nerd cause when you said swinger I knew exactly what you meant. *sigh* How NOT exciting my life is.


The Jaded Vixen May 11, 2010 at 9:13 pm

I can remember long, deep and meaningful conversations whilst swinging with a boy I had a huge crush on. There's something amazing about swinging…I get that Titanic "I'm Flying" feeling!


In Real Life May 10, 2010 at 11:37 pm

I love this post. I know what you mean about the importance of remembering what it feels like to be a child, living in the moment. I get that feeling running around the yard with my dog. Unfortunately, I can't swing, even though I give it a try periodically, I get sick for the rest of the day afterward. My daughter loves swinging though, and I love watching her, she can swing for hours.


Andrea May 10, 2010 at 9:29 pm

I;m a swinger too, whenever I walk past a park, I can't resist popping in for a swing. DH and I went for a walk late one night and stopped for a swing…I said we better go before the neighbours call the police because we were laughing and giggling so much xx


Sarah May 10, 2010 at 8:56 pm

I'm a swinger too, love it :) we always end up at a park on Mother's Day & I have a swing, so it's funny that you should post this today.

I'm trying to teach Z how to jump off the swing now :)


Lulu May 10, 2010 at 4:09 pm

I can't swing anymore *sigh.
As soon as I lift my feet off the ground I wanna spew.


Thea May 10, 2010 at 1:15 pm

I'm a swinger, too.
I LOVE it!! :)


Amy xxoo May 10, 2010 at 8:42 am

Swinging rocks, and i've always known it (even as a teenager ).
Now i cant wait to introduce Flynn to the swing set so we can have hours of fun together!


Wanderlust May 10, 2010 at 8:04 am

Damn, I was hoping for the white gravel out front, keys in a bowl kind of swinging. But hey, this sounds like fun too.


Lucy May 10, 2010 at 7:34 am

Oh Lori, you gorgeous thing. You made me just wanna zip out there and jump on our local swings. Thank you……xx


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