it ought to land back in your hand.
Like, if you keep walking, or if you stop immediately after throwing it up?
ETA: Let me just add, I feel like a total moron for not knowing this right off, but... well, but I think it's a really bad experiment and demonstrates exactly nothing, since there's no way to orient your throwing muscles in exactly and only one direction and turn off your compensating brain.
The ball has the momentum of your forward movement as well as the thrown momentum. So it'd land right back in your hand...as long as you keep walking. Otherwise it'll land in front of you.
Had sushi. Every now and again I crave the Philadelphia roll. I have to remember not to do that. I can't eat six of those and anything else.
Right, that's what I thought (as long as you don't, say, compensate for your forward movement because you think you're supposed to).
I don't think most people do. It'd be something I'd have to think about doing--tossing a ball up in the air and expecting it to come right back down to the same relative point, moving or stationary, is second nature for me. Anything else would be forced, and probably ill-calculated.
Emily, you're over-thinking the problem....
ita, that link goes to b.org.
BF or not, I sleep with two stuffed animals. They just happen to be alive.
So Drew's one of them, which cat are you counting?
The bizarre crackdown was prompted because Vegemite contains folate, which in the US can be added only to breads and cereals.
That is bizarre. The folate in Vegemite is naturally occuring in the yeast, isn't it? Our lawmakers need to read up on nih factsheets instead of listening to lobbyists.
. There is no health risk, and no UL, for natural sources of folate found in food. >[link]
Only pets get the open door treatment during bathroom activities.
Is anyone else watching Brothers and Sisters? So far it's my fave of the new shows. It's like a mix of Six Feet Under (minus the bodies and f-bombs) and Thirtysomething with a really great exploration of a complicated family dynamic.
I'm home. YAY.
My vacation is over. BOO.