“The Rain, it Raineth ev’ry Day…”

…or so it seems!

That’s a line from a song by William Shakespeare, but I can’t remember which play. Never mind. The deluge here in Oregon has lessened somewhat, but todays’ ‘take-down’ of the circus tentage and getting on the road is going to leave everyone pretty muddy! We might as well be mud-wrestling, I think:

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In fact, yesterday morning at first light, our young sword-swallowing / knife-throwing friend Pavl and I went for a run in the rain (yes, barefoot and shirtless, naturally) and then did indeed have a friendly tussle on one of the few grassy islands on this circus site that remained above the water level! He and his new performing partner and now girlfriend, Jody, have been using the rear bunk area of our camping bus on a regular basis now – it can be curtained off from us, and where Jody is well away from the gaze of her circus family members… ahem! Nuff said, I think. So Pavl was on hand when he heard me moving about, both of us having been woken yet again by the deluge battering the roof.

I think that if we were due to stay here any longer, the circus field would look something like this:

come on in!

Still, this area (and especially south of here) has been subject to a drought, so it is all good for water supplies and for the crops. And maybe for the hair on my left leg!

This may sound weird, but my performing partners have pointed out to me that my left leg has much thicker patches of hair on it than the right one. This has happened since I got struck down by an unexplained DVT in June, causing a huge and prolonged swelling and, presumably, higher blood pressure in that leg. I guess that is forcing the hairs to grow, and maybe nourishing the roots or something. Perhaps it is the purple pills – an agent to delay blood clotting time – which are providing the extra nutrients, although they should affect everywhere and so would turn me into a gorilla. Maybe I should submit a picture to a medical journal! I don’t propose to post it here: my leg is just not that interesting… no, if you want to find out more about me (and my partner), our lifestyle and performing, then go to these instead:

Loving the Boy: ISBN 978-1-907732-30-0

The Power of Love: ISBN 978-1-907732-41-6

Against All Odds: ISBN 978-1-908645-35-7

I understand that the next pitch of this circus is at the top of a hill, and also that the rain is predicted to stay slackened off this week, so we may not all be drowned in our bunks. There’s also a friendly gym nearby for those of us that need that sort of thing (the circus managers are very good at organising things like that for the ‘artists’, as they insist on calling us).

So our selected inspirational pictures today give the five of us something to look forward to as well:

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shoulder press

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Disappointing abs on that guy, but he’s doing the right thing: he’s in the gym! And working his biceps well, like the next two guys:

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And the best chest machine, the ‘pec dec’:

pec dec

iron boots

Now there’s a different perspective on things, for your ab crunches!

And it’s great to work out outdoors – squats and shoulder presses here:

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Yes, all guys should aspire to health and fitness, whatever their age, and I am doing my best to promote that here. The great results which will come your way should be on display for all to see and to admire:

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hilfigers

I’ll stop for now with that brilliant example of the results of fitness training. I’ve squeezed this post out quickly after the last one, just in case our next encampment ‘at the top of a hill’ doesn’t offer successful WiFi – we’ve been lucky so far. Take care.

 

 

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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