My attempts to stop joggling have failed. Last night I ran home from work and just couldn't resist the urge to joggle. Since I hadn't joggled in a couple of weeks, I went crazy, doing all kinds of tricks and bouncing the beanbags off signs and buildings - sort of a joggling version of
parkour. It's good to be back.
This article in the Washington Post talks about Michael
Wardian's recent stroller-pushing marathon record, and also mentions me and Barry
Goldmeier. I like the last paragraph about stunt runners showing people how to lighten up. I would, however, like to
point out that I don't joggle and go for stunt records "for the publicity." It's the other way around. I want to break the records and set new challenges and entertain people, so why not publicize them? Does anyone accuse Sidney Crosby of playing hockey "for publicity"? Does Mike Weir play golf to get his name in the paper?
Publicity has also been a great way to generate competition. My wife, Dianne, did such a good job promoting my stroller and joggling records that Zach Warren and Michael
Wardian heard about them and decided to break them.