In our home we have an Indo Board. What is that? Well, it is a board that you balance on a round black thingy. Here are a couple of pictures of how you do it. One is of Gabe, and the other is Alice. (Hope she doesn't mind this picture . . . . ) Phillip says your never safe around me with my camera. Anyhow this is great exercise and core strengthening. Phillip got it to help the boys prepare for surfing. We have INDO tournaments in our living room to see who can go the longest on the board without falling. Even Ellie participates. Everyone . . . except me.
The first night we had it I patiently watched everyone take turns on the board. Then up to bed everyone went. I was left downstairs while Phillip tucked the boys and girls in. It was me . . . and that board. . . . alone. I looked to see if anyone was watching. I strained to hear if anyone was awake . . . all was silent. I assumed everyone was asleep. So on the board I went. A bit wobbly - I thought I was doing fine. Then all of a sudden the board seemed to have a mind of it's own. The board went one way and the black round thingy went the other. I went straight up in the air and landed on that black round thingy with a loud, very loud, thud! Ohhhh, did it hurt. I immediately curled up in a ball and moaned, squinting the whole time to be sure no one saw my error. Whew . . . I was safe. So I continued to lay there on the floor like a hurt puppy dog. Then I heard it. The laughter. Phillip had heard the loud thud and then the whimpering from the room farthest away from the living room. He couldn't control his laughter. Down the stairs he came asking what had happened, with his big ole' grin. Upon looking at him I started to giggle too. It was pretty funny.
Needless to say - I don't participate in the Browning INDO board tournaments.