This column is long, long overdue.
It’s something that’s been on my mind for quite some time now. And I felt like I should finally put it out there for the world (or my handful of loyal readers) to see.
I got a pogo stick for Christmas.
Yep, you read that right. A pogo stick. And I really friggin’ love it.
It’s nothing flashy. Just a sleek black and silver design with foam grip handles sold for $33.85 at Walmart for ages 9 and up. It has pretty quality shock suspension and wide foot pedals.
Am I still slightly annoyed that my mom bought me the one for children 9 and up when they had a larger pogo for those ages 14 and up? Yes. I am a 21-year-old adult woman, after all. However, she did point out that I was in the height range for the smaller one. So, like, whatever. She has a point, I guess.
Regardless, I still love my pogo.
I keep it in my car so I can whip it out whenever I have down time. I pogo before softball games. I pogo in between class sometimes. I pogo on the weekends when I need a homework break.
I’ve recently been working on a few pogo tricks. I’ve been trying to perfect what I have coined the “Double Bounce.” It’s really not that cool, but I’ve sunk hours into this trick so please pretend it’s cool for me.
To pull off a Double Bounce, you simply start bouncing on the pogo like normal. Then, once you’ve got your bearings, you try to pull the pogo up and bring your knees up to your chest on your bounce. It’s sort of like you’re doing a tuck jump, but on a pogo stick. Then, when you land, you have twice the force of a regular hop and the following bounce is twice as high as you’d normally go. Hence the name: Double Bounce.
I’m not going to lie. I got my inspiration from the classic trampoline trick we all did as kids. You’d be hopping on the trampoline and your sibling/friend/neighbor/cousin would jump right as you were landing to propel you like a rocket into the air. It was terrifying and awesome all at once. And so is my pogo trick, honestly.
I’ve also been tinkering with a sort of 180-spin thing, but I haven’t quite nailed it yet. Also, I haven’t settled on a name. I feel like Double Bounce was kind of a boring name for my first trick, so I don’t want to follow it up with my second trick being called a 180 Spin or something lame like that. If anyone has any ideas, tweet me them: @Delaney_C.
Have I fallen on my pogo? Pssh. I started pogoing when I was 7 years old. You think I don’t have the pogo skill to stay on my feet by now?
Well, you’re right. I don’t.
I recently wiped out so hard I had to ice my knee at the trainer for two days following the incident. I scraped the hell out of my hands and stained my khaki pants on the asphalt, too. Also, I did it in front of like six people I was trying to show my moves to.
But if you think for a second that deterred me from pogoing, you’re wrong. The swelling in my knee is pretty much completely gone, and I didn’t really like those khakis that much anyway.
So, there you have it folks. I got a pogo stick for Christmas. And it changed my life. I encourage all you thrill seekers out there to give it a try, too.
And to all those who are already pogoing: Bounce on.
This story first appeared in the April 12, 2018 issue of The Vantage.