Mmmm... wonderful run tonight. I was feeling a bit off colour. I blame it on my sedimentary lifestyle lately. 10 hours work a day, from home, doesn't leave much time for socialising or even running around outside. I felt offbeat, my inking was rough and unsteady, my attention was lacking, the summer heat had me sweatin'. When the time came to go running I was happy to step outside and burn some of that energy. The cool summer night was a instant pleasure and an immediate bonus. i've been running a fair bit lately, but doing little else. My desire to improve my stamina has had priority and other than some chin-ups and over-bar drills I've done very little else. I ran a few laps and then headed out to the old training ground for some classic workouts.
I expected trouble. Wall-runs (one step up a wall, quick grip on the upper edge and a quick pull-ove the top) were first up. I was delighted to discover that they've gotten easier. Being able to comfortably hoist my own weight was the first thrill, the second was the discovery of surprising quadropedal stamina. I guess all my running around lately is paying off. Then I spent some time on conditioning and balance - a whole new discipline recently discovered.
Not even the nagging late dinner could detract from the sheer pleasure of exercise. I've really been getting a kick out of discovering my own limits. Today I've started to feel like progress is almost tangible. I've been steadily falling in love with my newfound fitness. I hope this will enrich my research. I've read, in 'A Diary Of a Boxer", an anthropologist purport a full surrender to the subject of one study. A pledging of loyalty to the physical discipline and culture one is discovering and trying to understand. I can see that happening here. In the best possible way.
What I'm starting to realise is that all methods of training offer something. Some are general and all-effecting. Others are specific and targeted. All are worth pursuing. Parkour is a way of life, this I can see. The philosophy is more difficult to grasp in practice (though I am exposed to great amounts of theory), but I have faith in experience. In time it will come, as the physical is becoming clearer, so will the intellectual. I just have to keep at it and, hopefully, keep clear of injury.
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