Had this handsome nutter over for half a day yesterday. His behaviour traits all remind me of Chewie when he was that age—restless, cute, ball addict (still is), bark at doorbells (still does), lay down to meet dogs, always wanting to touch some part of me…
It was fun revisiting those crazy, lovely, hyper, cute early days with Chewie, just for a brief morning.
It’s a wobble board—a circular board with a small round base. I have to stand on it while using my the foot, leg, and core muscles for balance to keep from toppling over (or prevent the board from touching the floor).
It helps develop a better sense of balance, and with building strength and coordination for all the muscles from core down to the toes.
The proficiency targets are (largely subjective):
Level 1: Stand with both feet without touching the floor for 30s.
Level 2: Same as L1, but bouncing and catching a ball off the wall in front.
Level 3: Same as L1, but standing on a single leg.
Level 4: Same as L2, but standing on a single leg.
Level 5: Standing on both legs, squats.
Level 6: Single legs squats.
I can’t even do single leg squats on the flat, steady floor, so there’s no hope of me ever doing that on the wobble board. Completing level 3 is the ultimate target I’d love to achieve.
R1 dropped it ages ago—breaking the handle, chipping the lip, and cracking the body. I superglued back the handle, and kept using it. The glue is good for regular use but comes off every few weeks, specially when using warm soapy water to clean.
Last night it broke again while I was cleaning it. This time it won’t be stuck back. With a heavy heart, I’ve decided to say my thanks and put the mug to rest.
You served me well, señor mug. We had many good times together, all involving that great drink we both love—coffee. Thank you for your service. Thanks for the company. Thanks for the coffee. Rest in peace.