#handspring

[digitalesleben]

Mein Besuch bei einem Sammler von Palm und Handspring-Geräten mit Palm OS. Hier habe ich eine außergewöhnliche Ausstellung von PDAs und Smartphones der innovativsten Firmen im mobile Computing kennengelernt.

Gespräche mit Computer-Sammlern - Auflösung einer Palm-Sammlung?

[vintage-trish]

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Maybe his skating wasn't that good, but his handsprings sure got attention. Brooklyn, January 18, 1923.

Photo: Underwood Archives via Imago

[colderthanthemoon]

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Archival advertisements reveal the trends of their time: here's my collection of vintage ads.

[joebustillos]

Video Fridays: Springboard: The Secret History of the First Real Smartphone

I was an early adopter of the Handspring PDA and bought my Visor in blue in 1999. I learned to write notes on the device using the Griffiti writing system. It felt like the first usable handheld computer. It had its own eco-system with third-party vendors selling software and those Springboard cartridges. I almost bought the cell-phone cartridge, because I totally thought that combining the PDA…

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[celinekim]

Landing not Falling

There are two weeks left until my gymnastics competition. Running into the locker room, late for the first time, I scrambled my way into my skin-tight shiny pink leotard. Being behind time, I dashed into the gymnasium where my team was in a plank position, which was the last routine for our warm-ups. My only thought was: I can skip the rest of warmups, it is just another day of floor routine practice after all.

“Five six seven eight,” The Coach yelled at the top of his lungs indicating that our routines were starting. The sounds echoed through the freezing air as I watched my team performing their morning warm-ups.

Handspring - cartwheel - back walkover - split leap, I repeated the steps in my head as I went for the first diagonal run across the floor. My hands sprung off the blue mat, pushing my whole body into the air as I extended my knees to prepare for impact. A loud thud spread across the whole gym and in a split second I was on the floor. As I felt a striking pain on my left ankle, I felt the worrying looks of my fellow teammates and my coaches. With the thought of my performance which I have in only two weeks, anxiety filled my thoughts and replaced the throbbing pain in my left ankle. Sitting in the corner not being able to practice, thoughts of messing up and performing horribly, came in like waves, hitting the rocks on a stormy day. I wanted to give up at this point as everything was devastating. 

“I don’t think I can go to the competition anymore, I can't even practice with my sprained ankle.” I let the coach know with a sigh at the end.

“Once you heal up, you will be good for the competition. You can’t give up already, then what were all these years of practice for?” My coach told me with a generous pat on the back.

 Leaving the gymnasium with a sprained ankle wrapped in heaps of beige stretch fabric layers and athletic tape, I pinched my arms to try to distract the pain elsewhere. I took my coach’s word and decided to start watching my floor routine videos and notes that were emailed to us. I rewatched the scenes over and over even though I could not physically rehearse the routine. 

10 days left until the competition, I slowly healed back up and joined the practice. I stayed in the gymnasium for extra practice while I waved goodbye to everyone getting picked up after practice. The alarm rang on my phone shouting 11 PM, I was so focused I couldn't even keep up to tell what time it was. I practiced enough that I am not anxious anymore. 

On the day of the competition, I woke up with a butterfly feeling in my stomach. I ran out of my bed carelessly throwing my sheets away and rushed to get ready. I was humming tunes getting into my leotard and putting up my hair into a side ponytail. My sweat was beading as I approached the competition room. 

Feeling the mat under my feet, I got a solid running start and sprung off for the first handspring. I extended my legs for impact and felt the balance shift onto my feet. My skin tingled with goosebumps and then I knew, I did not fall, but flew.

[upsidedownamy]

Coach @melificent_beast and CIT Avery spotting me on my first #handspring vaults on a table with a proper spring board! 💪 (at Ottawa Gymnastics Centre) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl0GRmxs4YO/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=