Talk about thinking outside the box. Have you heard of Zorbing? It's a new "sport" where Zorbonauts strap themselves into a big inflatable ball (called a Zorb) and careen down a hill. Actually, you've got a choice - you can either get yourself harnassed inside the ball or try running it in like a hamster in a wheel. (I'm all for adventure, but I'd opt for the harness. I'm not anxious to give anyone more ammunition to refer to me as a member of the rodent family.) You can also go "hydro-Zorbing" which amounts to nothing more than throwing a bucket of water into the ball and having it slosh around as the Zorb rolls. (I'd pass on that, too. I don't need any help in having a bad hair day.)
The Zorb is the brainchild of 3 guys from New Zealand. Some argue they've got too much time on their hands. And some say Zorbing won't catch on in this country because it doesn't fit into our traditional definition of a "sport" - it's not competitive and there aren't any rules. I say the heck with tradition and who needs competition when you've got a chance to hurl yourself down a hill in a big plastic ball doing 30 miles an hour? Anybody out there tried it?