Sports Equipment

“You can’t run away from me,” Debora yelled, spreading her arms wide. 

Terry kept running, breath coming out in short huffs as she tried to escape. She was sprinting hard, feet thudding against the floor with every step, and her muscles burnt from exhaustion. 

Music blasted through her earphones. It was the only barrier between her friend’s lectures and herself. She was violently ripped back to reality when the earphones were yanked out of her ears.

“Hey!” she cried out, turning off the treadmill in frustration. Debora looked back at her, matching her annoyed expression. Trying to catch her breath, Terry drank from her water bottle and got off of the machine, making sure not to trip over a spare dumbbell on the floor. The pair were surrounded by any obscure tool that Terry thought would have made nice gym equipment for home workouts.

Debora let go of the earphones. They dropped down quickly, dangling from Terry’s phone. Her friend looked at her expectantly which, with Terry’s brain already tired from working out, was annoying. Her brain always switched off when she did any exercise or sport. It was lucky that Debora hadn’t tried to interrupt her yoga or weight training sessions – those got intense.

“You can’t keep procrastinating by scouring the internet for fitness equipment for sale. Australia is a huge country, there’s no chance you’ll run into them again!” Debora tried to reason.

That was the exact topic Terry had hoped she wouldn’t start with. Ever since she had run into her ex at their local gym, she had begun to hole up inside the house to work out. But there was a good reason! Sure, she didn’t have some of her usual equipment like an exercise bike or table tennis, but it was better than risking public embarrassment.

“I farted in the elevator,” she emphasised.

“You had no idea she was there!” Debora said, following quickly behind her as Terry moved from the DIY gym she had created into the kitchen. She busied herself with making a smoothie, already cringing at the memory. 

“I am never leaving the house again.”

“Terry, I love you,” Debora began, “but I cannot stand having you around all of the time anymore.”

In a turn of events that can only be described as extraordinary, Earth has been thrust into the limelight of the galactic stage. An invitation as grand as the galaxy itself arrived, beckoning humans to compete in the revered Galactic Sports Tournament. The stakes were immense, the spotlight sudden, and the excitement infectious. Humans, both athletes and amateurs alike, sprung into action, fuelled with a desire to carve their name into the annals of the Universal Hall of Fame. Every heart echoed with one imperative chant: find the finest sports goods that the Earth had to offer.

Governments scrambled, athletes honed their skills, and in the frenzy of it all, one professional sports goods store in Australia found itself at the epicentre of the human resistance against galactic athletic supremacy. This wasn’t just about showcasing human strength; it was about pride, passion, and the spirit of competition that had suddenly engulfed the planet.

The store witnessed a surge of hopefuls looking for the most sought-after item in the solar system, a table tennis table for sale in Australia that could potentially be the clincher in the tournament. The crowd buzzed with speculations — what colour should the table be? What material would withstand a possible anti-gravity ping-pong duel?

The shop’s experts worked tirelessly, filtering through options with potential champions, testing the bounce of the ball on various surfaces. The air vibrated with the rhythmic thuds, each bounce echoing the heartbeat of a species ready to leap into a future filled with unknown yet exciting opportunities.

After what felt like a whirlwind of a day, a final table was chosen, one that resonated with the hopes and dreams of humankind. It bore the sweat and determination of a thousand athletes, a piece of equipment that transformed from a simple game table to a symbol of Earth’s sporting spirit.

As the sun set on a day marked with enthusiastic preparations and tireless deliberations, the table was prepared for its journey into the stars, carried with the prayers and well wishes of an entire planet. The galactic stage awaited, and Earth was more than ready to serve its best shot in the unprecedented universal tournament. The game was on, and humans were ready to table the tennis like never before.