LCHS Conditioning 3 (lower body)

[orem]

July 9

We started at the track. Went for a jog, then literally kicked our butts, then high knees, then backwards. That was lap 1, a quarter mile. Lap 2 was galloping sideways, springing to the side as our legs closed together then spread apart in landing in preparation for the next spring! That went on for a hundred yards, then we walked as the track turned. Grapevine step for fifty yards. Then jogging. Walked as we approached the start of lap 3, which we sprinted the first hundred yards of. Walk the turn. Next was cat crawls for fifty yards. Up and run fifty. Walk the curve. Lap 4, sprint the length of the football field, walk the rest of the way. I was surprised at that, I thought for sure Taylor would make us do backwards cat crawls. Anyway, good warm up :] Though I felt he'd gone easy on us, and Brian backed my sentiments...

We came back to the "lunch" area of the school, with rocks and trees and tables. "Find a precision two feet short of your max, and do it fifty times." Tayzon said he'd originally wanted to do a hundred, but when he'd been with Ninjaboy, Paul had said no way. For the moment I was glad a vet's own refusal had lightened our task, but after I did my fifty I wished we had been asked to do the hundred. It hadn't felt crazy impossible enough.

Course I did adjust my requirements a little. Instead of worrying about distance, I focused on two landing surfaces I was nervous about, two different sorts of table benches, one slick and one rickety. There was a slight height difference, and I knew I'd be fine if I jumped up enough so most of my force was focused on down, sticking me to the landing. But that did absolutely nothing for the movie reel I had looped in my head of my feet sliding forward and my shins bashing open on the table edge. Oh yeah, blood and everything. My mind likes the dramatic.

So I jumped, Greg faintly in the back of my head ('Just go!'). I checked myself. Nope, no blood, no cut flesh, nada. In fact I'd let my upper body fall forward to catch myself with my hands for reassurance. Slightly smug I'd survived, I turned and leapt back on the slightly higher, wobbly bench. Easy. In fact wobbly didn't bother me, wobbly I could adjust. Action reaction. Slippery was just Reaction! Path rerouted! Even if it were just my toes sliding a few inches forward.. made me grimace, but I kept doing it (now without my hands) and learned to control the direction of my force. And the amount - I got quieter.

A short circuit of follow the leader, ah, followed, mostly involving precisions and waist-high landings with two step run ups. We did the little route 5 or 6 times, then rested and got water before closing out with more familiar conditioning exercises. Jumps up stairs, calf raises, shin raises, different kinds of qm, hopping on one foot, etc. I don't think I pushed myself enough because I definitely wasn't dead, but the session had taught me a lot about my jump, and parkour certainly doesn't knock the research of ability.

[SafeNSure]

"I don't think I pushed myself enough because I definitely wasn't dead..."

Interestingly enough, with pk (training and "jamming") I noticed that it's rare for me to feel the tiredness right away, or right when finished exercising.
What I feel right away is a very local "pain", due to minor scuffs and dings (like from hitting your own body, or slightly twisting wrists and ankles...). With those I can still go for a good while (= "am not dead"), especially if the technical challenge changes altogether, like switching -i.e.- from training cat-to-cats, to kongs-to-precision...

But the only way to tell how hard I worked, is usually waiting three/four hours after the end of the session, and seeing how the "aftershock" is gonna hit me.
Some time (yesterday night, lol!) I am so sore and drained that I can't literally move and even laying down is painful... a good painful, but still killing me!

What I noticed, is that, with conditioning, progressively increasing level of tiredness are recoverd in progressively lower time;
as in: my legs are still shot the following AM, but I can walk (kind of...) with my back straight and w/o cringing...
=)