So our son Ben is on swim team for our local suburban subdivision. (He’s the swimmer on the right.) He goes to practice 3–5 mornings a week. They start at 7:00 am! Anyhow, this past Saturday was a swim meet at another suburban pool. We were surrounded by suburban parents and their suburban kids. Some were really intense — yelling like their kids were about to win the Olympics. Others were simply lounging under their pop-up canopies.
We stayed for his heat and left. I felt as if I had betrayed suburbia.