I Am a Trampoline

Today, I am a trampoline. I'm springy, colorful (if you want), and I make you work.

Yesterday, I went with a bunch of friends to Skyzone Toronto, a trampoline park where you can just jump on trampolines, OR play trampoline hoops, trampoline dodgeball, and this other thing where you jump (from the trampoline) into this pool of foam that sucks you in.

My favourite part? Trampoline dodgeball just because I'm competitive and its just fun to do some childhood stuff. Dodgeball brings back so much memories as I remember having the whole opponent team waiting for me, the last player standing on my team, throw the ball at them so they can get me out. We were playing King's court, so if I was strong enough, I couldve gotten someone to come back to my team. Of course, being the chubby short girl I was, it was practically impossible for me to throw a dodgeball hard enough (let alone aim at someone) and bring back my teammates.

Of course, I lost.

Trampoline dodgeball takes dodgeball to the next level, jumping to get elevation, then swinging at the right moment in time so that you wont miss your opponent. Or jumping really high so that the ball will go below you. Oh what fun, I think I was mostly on the winning team ;).

Hoops shooting was horrible, not just because I suck at aiming, but because only one person went at once and just... iuno not that amazing. The foam pool, however, was quite entertaining the first few times since you cant really get out of the foam and you wish to jump further. It was like doing running long jump during track and field. Such a horrible memory! (I rather do triple jump)

Other than the fact that trampoline-ing was funFunFUN!, it made me realize that it's kind of symbolic. As I was just jumping, I wanted to go higher. Yeah, I took it as just fun and games, but the higher I jumped, the more scared I was because I could easily lose my balance when I land. As I got higher up, sometimes I would fall and just kneel down, but I got back up and tried again. My friend even told me I jumped pretty high and was 'surprised'.

The higher/further you go, the scarier it gets, but that doesnt mean you have to stop. You continue on and try until it becomes less scary.

Later I tried landing on my butt and getting up, as people make it look so easy. Its harder than I thought, becaue you had to balance and stuff and make sure you get enough elevation. Needless to say, I tried a few times and finally got it.

As long as you try and dont give up, you'll get it sooner or later.

Oh. And I was literally getting tired....5 minutes in, although I pushed myself further because it looked pretty embarrassing if I stopped! Insanity might've made me more fit, but not keeping it up made me less fit :( and now I have to work harder to aim for my goal!

Today I am a trampoline, and I must say, I'm quite awesome, however you view me.

TeaC101