Here is another excerpt from one of my meatspace (real life) journals. Enjoy!
“Physical exercise is a foreign event with me. I played basketball with my wife at the courts outside and across the street. We took the baby with us but she was too short to play and anyway, she much preferred to throw/drop the ball to the ground and clap instead.”
Okay, so I’m no athelete. Don’t hold it against me. When I went back to read this passage, I laughed as I remembered my daughter running around in the hot afternoon with a ball with more mass then her, laughing and clapping and having a good time.