Why do you Jump ?

This question is very peculiar to me, for it is always evolving just as I am. Parkour makes us evaluate ourselves every time we train or even think of parkour, which for me is constantly. I cannot go for an entire hour without thinking about parkour. Now before someone calls me obsessed ( pretty much everyone now-a-days lol 😛 ), parkour is a very broad topic concerning its larger but yet equal to life philosophy and general way of seeing things after even one training ( or even play ) session. parkour redefines the way people look at things, I say things because it is not just the surroundings we see differently after taking up parkour, we see people differently, we see philosophy differently, and we see what we are differently. this last one is important, since to know what we are becoming is crucial to who we are. Example, if we were to know we would become a self fulfilling bureaucratic jack wagon, what would we do…. keep on track and become a soulless greedy bastard ( im just using a decades of stereotype that means no offense to any soulless bureaucrat that’s reading this 😀 ), or would we rectify ? This all lead to the big question… Why do you jump?

To answer this is to know who you are as a person and as a tracuer ( for the sake of me being lazy I will use the perfunctory male term from now on, but I want all the gals out there to understand im not limiting this 😀 ), and as for me… there is no separation between the me as a person and as a traceur, parkour is my life and will stay my life even if im cripple and bedridden. ( this is a topic for a different time but im my opinion, anyone can do parkour, even if their only asset is their mind and sense of will ). So to know why is it your doing parkour is to know why you were attracted to it in the beginning, you might have seen some one flip from a wall and run off or some one pop onto a chest high rail with zero sound and equal effortlessness. if these were the reasons that you’re training parkour now then study them and find what pushes you towards this discipline. As for the first example, you might just want to show off and be able to shrug off social barriers in a self verses society temper of  self righteousness ( well props for creativity… haha 😛 ). As for the second, maybe you want to live with such mind boggling complete strength that you can go around and be as lazy yet as talented as you want to be ( make no mistake, to have complete strength would be the height of laziness; think… if you were too tired to pick up the phone and stand there holding it because it took to much strength.. wouldn’t having such strength as to not even feel the phones weight as you pick it up be lazy? now theres a paradox 😀 ).

So your a traceur ehh??? Do a backflip ! hahahaha… now why do you jump ?

Life of a Traceur

This is going to be one continous serious of posts that delve into my life as a traceur. They might not be that intertaining or provoke the strongest of thoughts, but it may help my fellow traceurs and traceuses pass more easily over their obstacles.

To give some insight as to who I am…
I am a senior in high school of A’s, B’s, and sometimes a C. I dont particularly like school and most classes i deem as a waste of my time. I dont have a car nor alot of friends who drive me everywhere, i use the ancient method of mobilizing oneself called walking and sometimes when i just run to where i want to go, absurd aint it? but thats society now-a-days. as you might imagine, this causes alot of problems when trying to get to a particularly good training location, mainly, the time it takes. I live on a peninsula and it takes time to navigate civilized swamp land, espeacially if you want to go to another peninsula, or another swamp land, whatever takes your fancy 🙂 hence, my training locations are limited to a 10 mile radius. But it usually lands me to training right outside my door pretty much, not the best, but not the worst locations on this planet either. When i first started training, five years ago, i progressed albeit slower then i would have liked, but i learned an in-valuable lesson. It being, to open your eyes and see what is and not what you make of it. this is particularly relevant to the “Location Epidemic” so many people find themselves in when they start parkour; they see some amazing videos on Youtube and then they find themselves outside and trying to imitate everything they saw in the vid’s. What happens is that the skill level and the enviroment vary greatly from the video to the viewer which results in the begginer getting depressed with their own unique environment and eventually avoid training to find a “better spot”. What they fail to see is the truth of the matter, that their environment is just as good as anywhere else. I found this out because of location and transportation issues, i had to (and still do) train right outside my house in the locality. I make use of open spaces of cement and curbs, trees and power boxes, and the local city center with its parking garage. these are my weights and barbells, these are my coaches and trainers, these are my friends and foes, they help me make use of the one tool that out-stands and out-lasts them all, my body. you dont need a parkour park in your backyard to make you better, you need to see things for the tools they are and to prepare your body for the turtures you send its way.

Train Safe, But Train Hard