So Many Balls, So Little Time
I have juggled balls, used balls to exercise, of course played various games with balls(basketball, soccer, etc... I know where your mind went, you pervs) and lifted balls of concrete that were quite heavy.
It's been a while since I have actually went to the gym and enjoyed lifting weights. But that doesn't mean that I stopped strength training. Quite the opposite, I've taken up Indian Clubs, body-weight exercises, sand-bag training and the lifting of Atlas Stones.
Cindy was more or less fine with all this, although she did have some issues with my sand-bags and medicine balls being tucked around the house. But she did end up drawing the line when I brought home the Atlas Stones.
As soon as she spotted them in our apartment she said they had to go. Fate's ears must have been burning, because within a minute of Cindy's proclamation, I received a text from a friend, enquiring as to whether or not I was planning on keeping my stones.
"Funny you should ask, I was wondering if you might be interested in them, since you've got a yard and have taken up strongman training."
I'm going to miss my balls, but truth be told I was not playing with them enough to justify keeping them. And I still have the forms, so I can make new ones whenever I feel like it. For now I'll have to settle for hefting around sand-bags, anvils and barrels.
I think I'll be ok.
Jon Danniells is an adventurer and traveler, a teacher and student, a husband and a father, a cook and a farmer, a "week-end warrior" (very amateur athlete) and has not earned any money on these labors of love.When I googled myself what showed up first was my IMDB listing, which is basically a resume for my 20 and then some year career in film, for which I fortunately do get paid.