You might enjoy reading if you like to read about life in Canada, sports, travel, brain issues, books, randomness or the environment. To make things interesting*, I had an aneurysm and intensive brain surgery at 32. If you can relate at all, or are curious about thoughts from a damaged brain, read on. *If that's not the reason, then I am still searching for it.
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Tobago Swing
We had a chance to play on a swing in Tobago. Jo had a much easier time getting on the thing than I did. It doesn't look it, but it was high up. As you can see in my photo, I mostly just hung off it.
After a few minutes of obvious struggling, I figured it out. From the position you see in the photo, I got my left foot up on the swing. From there, I could get my right foot up. Part of me thought I was about to get it. The other part was afraid I was going to do something close to the reason they tell you never to put water wings on your feet. I worked my hands up the rope and - YES! - sat on the swing. What I didn't realize is that there was about 15 people sitting on top of boat behind me, watching my every move. They let out a h.u.g.e. cheer as I finally besting the swing.
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What Heather forgot to mention was the fact that it took her, at a minimum, 10 minutes to get up on that swing (closer to 15mins).
How could they not cheer her persistence?
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