Parkour Places — New Eyes

For ages, the traceur/freerunner in me has been bummed out…or so I thought. It turns out he was only sleeping.

I've been upset because I didn't know of anywhere close by—within easy jogging distance—to practice parkour. There were walls to run on, some rails to vault over and balance on, trees to climb, but that was pretty much it…or so I thought. (that seems to be the theme of this post. Perhaps I should've titled it "…or so I thought")

As it turns out, it really is true that all you have to do is open your eyes. There's this little alley I walk by, and some times through, multiple times every week, but only tonight did I realize there's a spot with walls close enough together to body prop. There're drain pipes made of sturdy metal that are easy to shimmy up. There's a wall I can climb…

The traceur woke up, and now it's as if I'm seeing the world with new eyes. Parkour eyes. I'm even seeing ways to move in training spots I previously  thought exhausted and boring. There are countless ways to move under, over, and through obstacles, and there are obstacles everywhere. Jumps. Climbs. Balance opportunities, etc…

I've also had a break through in writing creativity as well. I thought I got a lot of story ideas before, but now it seems my thought well has doubled in capacity. I'm seeing stories in everything. Whether at work, on a walk, listening to siblings discuss television shows, or sitting in a tree—the stories come.

So relax and Jump, Reach. Opportunities come with awareness, when you're looking for them. Practice, determination, and belief will get you through, but first you have to seize start looking.

Go mbeannaí Dia duit,
M. S.

P. S. Yeah, I realize I'm a bit flaky right now(perhaps that is not the word I mean), but I'm really tired. (It's a wonder I can still type coherently.) *yawn* I think I go bed now..