Erika and I took a trapeze class at the Gaona Trapeze School in Woodland Hills today. There is nothing quite like dangling by your knees from a swing 30 feet in the air while another person hurtles toward you, takes your hands, and frees you from your swing. For a moment, you fly.
How blistered are your palms?
Not too bad. You are only up for a minute or so at a time. Then, it's waiting for your turn again.