The First of 2017

My lack of posting is not for lack of trying, at least occasionally, to get some words out. But first there were Christmas and New Years, and posts for those occasions seemed boring and repetitive, almost to the point of vulgarity. I had thoughts on the election, but who really wants to hear more about that? And then, there was Ringling. On this subject, I actually have a lot to say, but in trying to put my thoughts to post, it took so many words I became bored with myself and gave up. (The nutshell of it was, “Let’s agree we’re all animal lovers but also that we all opine about things we don’t know the full story about; there’s always another perspective; don’t forget to have compassion for people; blah, blah, blah.)

Since I’m obviously in the mood for brevity but I do truly want to share, here are a few highlights (and lowlights) of recent days:

Celine’s Triple

The most exciting thing that happened this week was my teammate Celine catching her triple. Few women (and men, even) in the world have accomplished this feat. Now, she’s in the 1% of the 1% of the 1%, pretty much, and nobody could deserve that status more. Celine, genetically Chinese but free-spiritedly French, is an understated superhero of friendship, fun, and flying trapeze. I hope you can see this video of her success:

Bill’s Back

Three days ago Bill chirped at me when I swatted him away from the Chinese kitchen, and I thought he was just being a drama queen, as he has been known to make this noise in the past when he’s been redirected from doing something he really wanted to do but shouldn’t. That day Maria, Dulcito, and I took him, Hoshi, and Nikita to this truly bizarre doggy-land about a half hour away. The placed had pens and pens full of dogs, like a Twilight Zone petting zoo. Apparently, people could rent dogs and walk them around the park. It’s only saving grace was that it included a dog training school, with tens of twenty-somethings in blue jackets learning something or other about dogs. Also, I guess this wasn’t the worst place for displaced dogs to end up, as they got plenty of attention, but I didn’t see that any were up for adoption, and some were definitely running in circles.

Anyway, Bill seemed fine until he got into a little tiff with a Shiba at the dog park area. I walked out of the park to the trash can, and he quickly followed me. In retrospect, I think that was the turning point; he was done. In the car, he acted lethargic but I saw anxiety in his eyes. I took him for sushi in his bag (his very happy place), and although he scarfed down some fresh salmon, tuna, and rice, he started howling again when I went to pick him up. Dulcito, a clown by trade, quickly put on a show so nobody would know it was a dog in a bag making those horrific noises, and I quickly hustled him out. Still not realizing that Bill was in true pain, we all found the situation hilarious.

As it turns out, there was nothing funny about the amount of pain stoic Bill was in. That night and the following morning, Bill cried every time he moved and when someone knocked on the door. He was still eating, drinking, peeing, etc., so I wasn’t too worried, but I considered taking him to the vet. Eventually, I realized it was probably his back again, so I figured it couldn’t hurt to try a steroid and a tramadol. What a difference that made! A few hours later, he was back on his feet, and I haven’t heard a peep since. I’m going to limit his activity this week and keep a close eye on him, but I’m assuming this is a slipped disc again, and it’s just going to take time for the bones to fuse.

Renewed Hope

I haven’t posted much about trapeze lately because I’ve just been doing the same old shit. Every time I try to have a little fun, I pay the price with wrist pain. However, for whatever reason, I recently decided to push through the pain and get my double layout (two flips in a straight-body position) back in shape. While Daniel didn’t practice much, Ryan is always willing to hang for a trick, and I’m going to take him up on it! As long as I can work, I will continue to ignore the pain. I should have caught my double layout years ago, but when I left here, I thought I left that dream behind as well. Not so! I mean, why not? I’m not as strong as I used to be, but I think I’m twice as determined. We’re out of time to practice in this city, as our time here ends tomorrow. In about two weeks, we’ll begin practicing again for our run in Himeji (western Honshu). I began focusing on the double lay last week, and I look forward to picking it back up again in a few weeks.

You’ve Gotta Believe

This anecdote is about trapeze, but it applies to all facets of life. If you want something, you’ve gotta believe you can have it. Celine was struggling to catch her triple. It was her last chance of the day, and I reminded her that she had to expect to catch it. After she succeeded, she thanked me for giving her that bit of encouragement.

I’m just writing this here to remind myself (and perhaps you) that anything is possible when you believe in it. When you’re unsure or doubtful, success is half as likely. Give yourself a leg up and just believe!

That’s all for now. I hope 2017 is off to a good start for you. I’m let you know how it’s going for me when I get back to practicing in two weeks!



  1. Your blog is so inspiring, Kyla! I love reading about all your flying. I just started about 8 ish months ago and I am hooked!

  2. Thank you, Sunny! I’m glad you are enjoying trapeze. I hope you travel around to different rigs as your love for the activity grows. It’s nice to get different perspectives and meet like-minded people! That’s one of the things I have enjoyed most on my journey.

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