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Wheeeeee! And, GIP.

So, Patrick got me a trampoline for Christmas. One of those little aerobic ones, not a vast one on which I could somersault (alas). Anyway, he brought it over to my parents' house for Christmas, but since then, I haven't had a chance to collect it, what with not being able to drive. But! On Sunday, P and I went over for dinner in the car, and took the trampoline back. And yesterday I put it together.

Well. Let's just say not too much work got done for a while, because I went bouncing crazy.

Seriously, it is so much fun. You can bounce higher than you'd think on it, and because I am short and our ceilings are high, there's still a good foot or so between my head and the plaster. So I bounced away for ages, and it was great. But today I feel a bit achy in my back and tummy and shoulders - not, one would think, the muscles which were most strained by my antics. But I fear these aches must be related to my bouncing, because Lord knows I didn't do much other exercise yesterday.

Oh, and continuing my attempts to master the highly pixilated world of Photostudio, here's a new icon for when I'm pissed off. It can be friends with one of cangetmad's icons, which is by the same artist and shows a fictional character playing my icon's fictional character in a film. Phew!

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stellanova
Feb. 17th, 2004 08:39 am (UTC)
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Heavens, I was not such an expert infant trampoliner as I thought - I never did any awards or anything, I just did it at summer school and at PE. But I was good, I swear! Which considering I was shit at virtually every other sport (with the equally odd exception of basketball, and "playing tennis against a wall"), is something.
cangetmad
Feb. 17th, 2004 08:59 am (UTC)
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Heh - the awards I did were little piddly ones (I was only about nine). You don't do any somersaulting until Bronze, even, so my bouncing skillz are not mad, at all. But it was most random: the cleaning supervisor at the school my mum worked at had been a national-level competing trampolinist, so she just taught a classful of all the staff's kids on a Thursday evening for the fun of it. She was fabulous (and also very fat, which was great as an image of someone very fit who I admired a lot).

Then she left, and the mean school employed a cleaning supervisor who couldn't bounce to save her life, so I never got to do my silver medal.

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