Over the course of the weekend, I have had cause to think about how it feels to stretch your hand out for something and find it closing over thin air more times than I can count. I had a great metaphorical thought going on about attaining goals or whatever, but in reality, the feeling was because I was making a complete mess of juggling clubs for the whole time.
See I spent the weekend at the Tralee Circus Festival. I had a fantastic, unforgettable time, but like a lot of things, to make blogging about them harder on me, attempting to go into detail about some of the insane things that I saw would make them seem dull, which they absolutely weren’t. So in a quick overview
Over the course of the weekend I managed to scratch my face taking off a jumper, raise my hand for 4 hours in an attempt to win 6 euro and pride (I came 2nd =( ) absolutely destroy my arms, back and shoulders juggling clubs, accidentally buy myself clubs… I swear I didn’t mean to… watch a guy bunny hop over 3 people, on a unicycle… try to unicycle myself, with seriously failed results, be reminded of how awful I am at juggling frequently… eat some of the nicest garlic bread I’ve had in recent memory… meet up a couple of people I hadn’t seen in years, meet an awful lot of new people, play in more games of gladiators than I can count… Lose in more games of gladiators than I can count. Break my glasses with a club to the face. Watch some absolute breathtaking performances… attempt to learn some new things myself and just in general have a fantastic time.
Since this was my first convention ever, I have no idea how it compares to others, but based on everyone else in the societies’ reactions this one was pretty awesome.
I’m now extremely tired and really really proud of myself for actually doing my maths physics work on time for once.
With the new clubs and new balls that I bought over the weekend I’m definitely going to continue working on my juggling, since it’s just an awesome hobby… But what with the lack of talent I’m also going to have to continue working on the not getting frustrated because I suck thing.
Even this weekend, when everybody was incredibly helpful about everything I could possibly have wanted to ask, it was still kind of irritating to be so bad at the things that people randomly walking by began telling me how to fix it. I mean obviously, I’m going to take everything I was told on board and I appreciate that people are willing to help, but the constant dropping and the not being able to get the bloody clubs to go where you want them to does get really annoying, and not letting that get to me is something I need to work on. But even though I was absolutely leagues behind some of the other people in the room, I know that the experience of that much juggling over 3 days, and just some of the things that I saw were possible over the weekend will help me out, probably in a way that will be easier to see when I’m not exhausted, hungover and in pain.
I’ve had about 7 hours sleep over the last few nights and I have to be up ridiculously soon, when it feels like I could sleep for week, so I’m gonna stop blathering on right about now. Suffice to say, my first juggling convention was a complete success and has made even more intent on getting better at all of this stuff. Pretty awesome…
Also it is my intention to, at some point in the near enough future, start updating this blog more than once a month again and maybe talk about something that isn’t juggling, but you know I’m boring and juggling isn’t… so whatever
