When I was about 11 or so, I got a pogo ball. It was purple and green, and I immediately invested massive amounts of time in becoming proficient. We lived in a neighborhood at the time, and I practiced going up and down the sidewalk in front of my house. I was relentless. So perseverant that I pogo balled until I had massive blisters on the insides of both feet from gripping the ball (even though I'd been wearing tennis shoes). But my persistence paid off. Soon, I could pogo around the entire block. I could pogo uphill and downhill and even up and down the curb.
Not long ago, I was in a thrift store and came across a pogo ball for $1.25. It was the same color as the pogo ball I had in the 80s. I hopped on, not expecting much. But my mind and body? It remembered how to pogo ball, all these years later. I was hopping all over the store. A child in a forty year old body.
Readers, do you have any skills from your youth you'd like to revisit?