Wednesday, August 19
Skinner Butte Park
Just west of the big playground
Sunday, August 16, 2015
20
Yesterday, I spent the afternoon in the park, juggling. I've been pretty focused on clubs lately, as I start to crack the code. I spent some time working on a sequence with the balls, which was really fun, but then the clubs took my attention.
I've been getting about 7-8 good throws with them before my throws become desperate and I lose the thread. But yesterday, the runs seemed to be getting longer. It's an exhilarating feeling, to know you are in control of the pattern, to know you are creating. So I decided to count throws, and see if I was really progressing.
The first few times I did count some tens and twelves, which was nice. But then there was a run that felt really tuned in. I can tell I've got it when the whole affair slows down and I seem to have all the time I need. The count kept building as the clubs slapped into my hands, twelve, thirteen... Fifteen... Seventeen. Now it felt like home.
I missed the 21st throw and caught 22 and 23. So that's my new country; 20 good throws with my pop bottle and wooden dowel, home made clubs. My new ones are on order.
I've been getting about 7-8 good throws with them before my throws become desperate and I lose the thread. But yesterday, the runs seemed to be getting longer. It's an exhilarating feeling, to know you are in control of the pattern, to know you are creating. So I decided to count throws, and see if I was really progressing.
The first few times I did count some tens and twelves, which was nice. But then there was a run that felt really tuned in. I can tell I've got it when the whole affair slows down and I seem to have all the time I need. The count kept building as the clubs slapped into my hands, twelve, thirteen... Fifteen... Seventeen. Now it felt like home.
I missed the 21st throw and caught 22 and 23. So that's my new country; 20 good throws with my pop bottle and wooden dowel, home made clubs. My new ones are on order.
Monday, August 10, 2015
Next Gathering
Join me at the park for juggling!
Wednesday, August 12th, Skinner Butte Park
7:00pm
Just west of the big playground
Wednesday, August 12th, Skinner Butte Park
7:00pm
Just west of the big playground
New Clubs
I was out at the park this weekend, working with the clubs a little. I didn't do much, I'm still not feeling that great. But it was enough to remind me how fun it is to throw the clubs. It's a whole new way of juggling for me, and it's so beautiful.
I've decided to order my first set of professionally made clubs. So far, I've been working with my home made clubs. I did a nice job on them and they throw pretty good, but there is no substitute for professionally balanced clubs. I've settled on the Assassins. They are a new brand, and wildly popular in the field right now. I'm going to get solid bodies, two blue and one red, with blue tape and black knobs and end caps. I'll probably throw in a pair of new, nicely weighted juggling balls too.
I've decided to order my first set of professionally made clubs. So far, I've been working with my home made clubs. I did a nice job on them and they throw pretty good, but there is no substitute for professionally balanced clubs. I've settled on the Assassins. They are a new brand, and wildly popular in the field right now. I'm going to get solid bodies, two blue and one red, with blue tape and black knobs and end caps. I'll probably throw in a pair of new, nicely weighted juggling balls too.
Monday, August 3, 2015
Thursday, July 16, 2015
Clubs, and Magic
Yesterday was such a hard day. There was work drama, and some very high anxiety about my health. And on top of it, I am currently seeing my Mom through the end of her life, which could now come at any time. It's was the kind of day that left me feeling like I didn't want to juggle, or do much of anything.
I went to the park and sat on a bench, watching the river go by, fighting back tears. And trying to make myself get up and start throwing the balls. I knew it would work. I knew it.
I started by working on my three ball flash start. The first few throws felt forced, even fake, like doing something I didn't believe in. But as I became more and more absorbed in the attempts, the magic happened. I got out of my head, and things started to feel better. The three ball flash needs work, but it's so exciting when I do get it; I take 3 balls in one hand and throw them into the air one after another, until they are all airborne in a vertical column. Then, as they fall, I juggle them. It's really showy, and fun to do.
Next I worked on the clubs. I threw two balls and one club, which I'm getting very good at, and then I went to three clubs. I was very excited to get several runs of over ten throws with the clubs. I sat down to take a break, and of course, the thoughts and feelings came pouring into my head. But they felt different somehow, more approachable. I drove back to the pub and chatted with Dan and Luke for a bit, then went home and got some sleep. Today, things look better. And that's the real magic of juggling.
I went to the park and sat on a bench, watching the river go by, fighting back tears. And trying to make myself get up and start throwing the balls. I knew it would work. I knew it.
I started by working on my three ball flash start. The first few throws felt forced, even fake, like doing something I didn't believe in. But as I became more and more absorbed in the attempts, the magic happened. I got out of my head, and things started to feel better. The three ball flash needs work, but it's so exciting when I do get it; I take 3 balls in one hand and throw them into the air one after another, until they are all airborne in a vertical column. Then, as they fall, I juggle them. It's really showy, and fun to do.
Next I worked on the clubs. I threw two balls and one club, which I'm getting very good at, and then I went to three clubs. I was very excited to get several runs of over ten throws with the clubs. I sat down to take a break, and of course, the thoughts and feelings came pouring into my head. But they felt different somehow, more approachable. I drove back to the pub and chatted with Dan and Luke for a bit, then went home and got some sleep. Today, things look better. And that's the real magic of juggling.
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