Once I outgrew the baby swing I so loved, I graduated to the ‘big girl’ swings at the playground.
Swings have gone through several manifestations over the years but the ones I most remember are those whose seats were made of molded plastic (hey, it was the 70’s). I preferred this kind since a favorite game of mine to play was to swing as high as I could then jump off, hopefully landing feet first into the sand below. (So, mom, if you were ever wondering about those dirty knees I would come home with, well, now you know. 🙂 )
When the plastic ones wore out, playgrounds began replacing them with belt
types. Some were woven of heavy-duty canvas while others were made of thick rubber. Didn’t really matter the type as each were notorious for wrapping tightly around bare thighs (well, shorty-shorts were the rave) leaving those tell-tale red marks.
Wait, it gets better. 🙂Sometimes the rubber seat was embossed with the manufacturer’s logo which would invariably become branded on said thighs. Seriously!
I didn’t care much for this type for the reasons listed plus one more: in the heat of summer, the seat would somehow manage to laminate itself to one’s skin making removal tricky if not altogether painful. Ouch!
What we endured for fun, huh? 🙂