Don’t you sometimes feel you’re standing in front of this sign? Can’t even decide which of the words best applies? Join the club!

Ever since I posted about thinking about our future as we slowly get that bit older, Dave has been nagging on about it, and our performing and training mates as well. We obviously can’t expect to continue performing to our present standards as ‘old age’ creeps upon us! Hopefully we can still go on trying to be as fit as these dudes…


…a commitment to the weights should see to that. We know plenty of guys in their sixties and even much bigger numbers still working out and looking quite buff. But the flexibility… now that’s another thing altogether…


…leg circles in a floor routine, for example! How about this dude for flexibility, while we’re on the subject?

flexibility on silks

Bending that far in the lower back doesn’t come easily, and we’re struggling already with that. And good acrobats need to be able to do this, at least… (neat pose, guys!)…


Hopefully we’ll be OK with strength moves ‘cos of the weights work…

night time bar work

Just in case you are as ‘confused‘ about where this post is going as I am, I captioned that picture ‘night-time bar work’ and that doesn’t mean ‘serving beers’ (US readers) / ‘pulling pints’ (UK dudes!)… ahem!

Basically, we have no idea what the future holds for us health-wise. Something which might have been, and hopefully is not in store for me, is tucked away right at the end of Against All Odds (printing now, Mar 2013), but I’ll leave you to discover that for yourselves. It is something I had kept from Dave until I took him back to a special place in the English Lake District after the Xmas break: just about the only thing I had not dared to share with him until I decided it just had to go into the book to let the reader have closure about a series of otherwise unconnected incidents. Hate to leave anyone confused

Cover1 FullCover2 Full…but, if you have come to this post for the first time, you probably will be confused unless I explain that there are already two books chronicling our acrobatic adventures, our discovery of gay love and comradeship, and a generous helping of nasty incidents that overtook us. This blog is not entitled “Misadventures…” for nothing…

This illustrates the value of comradeship and support in our business rather well…


…some fair old commitment from the dude in the chest press machine, too! Put in the effort, you get results…

nick 4422 5

…just as commitmentin gymnastics pays off too (Philip Boy of Germany here):


…unusual to be training in his underpants, but we’ll let that pass. That’s not to say that we don’t appreciate boys in their underwear, of course – we are gay guys, after all:


…or even guys out of their underwear, for that matter…



Anyways, I guess that all of us confused guys just need to look at things from a different perspective…


Share your troubles with a loved one…


Care for one another…


Here’s a relevant funny that’s rather close to our present home. Bye for now:

hard knoxville

About tonycavanagh

Born Northampton UK; school Oxford UK and Oak Ridge Tennessee, where I met my wonderful partner Dave, also from UK. Oak Ridge is our main training base for acrobatics and circus stuff, but we also established a base in Wales (UK) to serve us when we are working in Europe. Our 'story', of finding gay love, learning the acrobatics trade and then of how we got shot at during our show (and worse was to follow - just to prove that the risks of being an acrobat are not always the most obvious ones!) are now available in my three books 'Loving the Boy', 'The Power of Love' and 'Against All Odds'. Links available on most blog posts. Actually, waiting for the imminent arrival of the first printed copies was far scarier than anything we do in performance. A fourth book - not about us but exploring the sadness of a gay Native American boy denied his true identity - is currently with an agent for evaluation. watch for 'Let The Future Find Me' in due time. And now to book five... another boy, another quest... seems its always boys...
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