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So, just a quick comparison between my younger days as a trained circus performer and my dismal experience returning to the tent (Cirkidz shed) last Wednesday. I stretched. I did a handstand. I almost lined up for tumbling and then realised that my poor knee wouldn't let me stand up from the squatting position I would find myself in after a simple foreward-roll. The simplest trick in the book, the one we use to laugh at kids who can't quite get it right (sorry Murphy, it's true) and it's beyond me. Shameful. I've still got the juggling down though. Just like riding a bike and you don't have to use your knees (much). I felt like those fat old footy players who think'll be a laugh to stretch the old jersey over the gut and take up valuable television and football-field real estate when they should just sit in the commentary box, drinking Crownies and having their inappropriate annecdotes bleeped. Doubly so when the next day I found myself committing the cardinal sin of complaining about sore hands from too much juggling.

Behold my former glory!

Right? So, after that self-indulgent photo essay, it is time. Time for The Truth. Not The Truth! but The Truth. Read and remember the photos from this blog entry or perhaps even the recipe from this one and behold my current no-flight status...

On account of:

I'd also like to give a big Get Well Soon shout out to the Murphmeister General. He went in for some surgery this week. I hope it went better than this: