Day 10 of #Juneathon - swapping bootcamp for space hoppers

Despite successfully making it to adulthood there are a number of things that I missed out on as a child. Some apparently great things from other people’s childhoods never made it into mine – those coming-of-age/rites-of-passage things that prompt involuntary barks of “What?! You’ve never seen that?” “You haven’t done this?!” when you let it slip that you haven’t.

Things like:

Watching the original Star Wars films.
Seeing The Labyrinth.
Having a Sega Mega Drive (I had a Master System so was obviously way cooler).

My childhood was instead filled with little nuggets of joy like these:

Trolls. I had LOTS of them.
The Never Ending Story.
The world’s largest collection of Kinder Egg Tiny Terrapins (I didn’t get my ‘Oompa Loompa’ nickname for eating lots of carrot sticks, I can assure you).

Swapping bootcamp for space hoppers

You’re probably wondering what this has to do with Juneathon, so I’ll stop reminiscing. Tonight’s exercise, boys and girls, was a space hopper race. Sod running, ditch bootcamp, who needs cycling? NO ONE. Not when there’s a few spare space hoppers laying about in the park they don’t.

I had to miss the bootcamp session I was booked onto as I had to stay late at work so was wondering how I was gonna get tonight’s exercise in. I just so happened to be passing the park at the end of the session and stopped by to cycle back with the boy. When offered a go, I couldn’t refuse. It’s actually a lot harder work than I thought, so that’s why I’m claiming it as my Juneathon day 10 activity.

I failed pretty monumentally though, and came last, but meh. LOOK AT THE JOY!!