Monday, 17 January 2011

A blast from the past - Kanga Ball!

I found my old Kanga Ball in my recent tidying adventures. For you non-Australians, a Kanga Ball is also known as a Space Hopper or a Hoppity Hop (click here for more info - who knew there was this much information about it out there!).

It looks pretty big, doesn't it...

Well, it's not. It's really, really not. I remember it being MASSIVE, but I guess it shrunk. Either that or my legs grew. At this point I'm willing to accept either, or both, as possible. I'm also not sure whether it's designed to hold my weight...

All I know is that I tried to bounce but it just wasn't the same. My knees don't really bend far enough to maximise the SPROING. Also, seeing as there is now far more of me than there is of the ball, my centre of balance is all out of whack, plus, because I have to bend myself in half to bounce, each bounce requires a little grunt (much like getting out of a chair does, now that I'm at the ripe old age of 28!).  That's not just a smile of pure, unadulterated, childlike joy - it masks my fear of slipping and braining myself on the sideboard behind me!

Maybe I need an adult-sized one... cos I need to find new and creative ways to injure myself!


  1. Here you go, I found you some!

    Heheheh you can thank me later :-D

    I never had a space hopper (clearly deprived) but I did love having races on my friends'!

  2. Interesting view in pic #2... :D

    I never had one of these, and my inner six-year-old remains insanely jealous.

  3. Do I need to bring it to Em's wedding? Or will that cause unnecessary injuries?


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