Greyhounds Plankingby Karyn Zoldan on Jul. 25, 2011, under Greyhounds
It’s interesting how some word or position comes into the social Ethernet and now everyone wants to plank where nobody has planked before.
Here’s the guy who planked on the 405 freeway during its closed weekend. What is so cool about this plank is that his mother took the photo. I love a renegade mother.
The first time I heard about planking was when Rosario Dawson was on David Letterman and she talked about planking on the Jimmy Kimmel Show. Then I learned about an Australian guy who planked on an escalator. Dude, what goes up must come down.
There are thousands of places to plank but according to some, planking is already passe and now it’s all about owling. What is owling? It’s for the young and yoga-cized – strike an owl position and look off into the distance. Here are 12 weird photos of owling. I like the second photo of the shirtless guy owling on a statue — this will be difficult to top or the guy owling on his cubicle. I hope his supervisor isn’t looking. He probably won’t be getting a promotion any time soon.
The thing about planking is greyhounds have been planking for years without any fanfare. Their simple movements are like an air symphony as they are graceful beyond words. If I stretched or planked as many times a day as my greyhound does, my old hip problem would be history.
Maybe the draw of planking is not so much the position but where one planks. I can think of plenty of places but most of them will get you killed.
I often wonder what happened to mooning? I know it’s been done before but retro is so in now. I hope mooning makes a comeback soon.
And then there is cock-roaching…for another time…
(Photo is courtesy of Traci H. from Easton, Pa., of her dear departed Gryphon who went to the Rainbow Bridge far too young at 4 1/2 when he was euthanized from complications of GME. He loved playing with anything that honked or squeaked; thought that good old regular dog kibble was the best stuff on the planet; and spent most of his days happily hanging out on the sofa with his deer hound buddy Wyvern.)
(Greyce’s photo is courtesy of Sarah in Kentucky. She says: Greyce was a beautiful girl who passed away just after her 12th birthday from osteosarcoma. Greyce was an Irish greyhound but sent to race in Spain. She was still active at Meridiana at age 8 when the track closed. She came through Renewed Life for Greyhounds in Michigan via SOS Galgos in Spain. Her favorite pasttimes were stuffie destroying and always getting the most comfortable spots in the house to lay.)