Okay, so the other week I did a blog post which explained a
little about how weird my dreams are getting, remember? Yeah, well the other
night I dreamt I was in a club trying to do walkovers (which are like flashy
cart wheels), and I was falling over every time I tried!
Today I learned I’d been payed £311, which is about as rich as it gets for me and
in my excitement I attempted a ‘woohoo’ cartwheel; I don’t know what happened
but I ended up in a pile on the floor with like pain everywhere!!
Only 2 years ago I was so flexible, I could do all the
obvious things: cartwheels, walkovers, handstand, crabs, splits and more but
now it hurts, a lot, whatever I attempt!
Does anyone else miss the days where climbing up a tree was
exciting and not scary, where jumping over walls was easy and not calculated
and risky?
I do! I wish my friends and I still went out in the street
and played fox and hounds and bulldog, I wish I could still skate around and
fall over without getting really embarrassed!
So this week I propose we all become kids again, I think
it’s only healthy to run around like a mad hatter and pretend the floor is
lava.
Thanks Amy xx
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