If exercise balls are cut in half, they should deflate like normal balls do.
I got a better look at this one tonight—several times. I have named it.
The HELP Ball - Help Exterminate Living Persons
Sounds innocent, HELPful even…Just what they want you to think.
Bicep curls are tough. Bicep curls on the HELP ball are tougher. I am afraid of what’s next.
Squats burn. Squats on the HELP ball make you wobble, spasm, flail, as your Instructor barks, “Lower Ferran!” “Don’t lean forward Ferran!” “Stick your [butt] out Ferran!” Finally, he steps away, shakes his head, and says, “I don’t know what to tell you Ferran.”
How about – “That looks really hard on your spasming lower back, Ferran, as I just made you do 20 reverse sit-up thingies. Sit over there and enjoy a nice, cold Diet Coke.” Near-death experiences can make you think crazy thoughts, okay?
I had to say, “Instructor R, I need to stop.” Humiliating, but necessary and life-preserving.
Sometimes commanding you to do more helps you push through it. Tonight, it was the shaking of the head, which I interpreted as, “You are beyond any help I can give you.” To which I thought, “Oh no you di’int say that to ME. I’ll prove I can do it.” And I did. Right after I admitted I needed to stop.
Two good lessons. Me and the HELP ball—I’m afraid our relationship will never be one of friendship.
