On Thursday I did the flying trapeze. Wooo! I started off with the greatest of ease- stepped right off the platform, swung my knees over the bar, let go, extended forward, grabbed the bar again, and did a somersault before letting go onto the netting, just like that! My mind didn't have a thing to do with it; my body took over and just followed commands. "What else are you amazing at that you have no idea about?" the man leading the session asked me as I slid down the fireman pole.
But then, things went downhill. I sat amongst the group of staff members who were also in the class, and grew increasingly annoyed with the petty conversation, subtle competitiveness, flirting, etc., etc., etc., going on around me, while at the same time trying to plan how I was going to do "even better" next time around.
And guess what happened!
My second try, I still did everything that was required, but a little more slowly, a little less well. That frustrated me, especially when I saw everyone else getting increasingly competent. And then, on my final try (when someone below decided to videorecord me) I was unable to do any of the moves at all. Typical! So there are a million lessons in there, but it is what it is and I was thrilled to have a chance to do it and recommend the flying trapeze to every daring young man or lady. Huzzah!
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