Playing with others

After a long period of being injured, I’m beginning my foray back into the world of parkour.  It seems like no matter how often I seem to make mistakes and hurt myself during this sport, I keep coming back to it.  I’d like to think that maybe the universe is telling me that I’m supposed to be a traceur; gently, inevitably pulling me back towards parkour everytime.  Of course, it could also just be my own bloody-mindedness :)

This time there’s a difference in how I find myself training though.  While before it became about power, ability; “how big is that, reckon you could make it across?” etc.  This time though, the moves don’t matter to me.  This time I’m concentrating on the movement between the moves.  I’ve realised that’s the place where true efficiency can be discovered.  And I don’t think I would have realised this – or even gotten back to regular training this quickly – without the help of the guy I train with.  In fact, there’s a lot of situations where I actually needed someone else just to get me to do something I’d always wanted to do.

When I think of the things I’ve achieved, more often than not there’s a teacher or friend there that motivates me and pushes me past my limit.  When I think of the things that I’ve failed at, or am still meandering about trying to do – they’re things that I’m trying to do alone, and for no-one but myself.  I guess the people in my life that aren’t me are the greatest motivators :)

I think of my new obsession – Bikram yoga – where the teacher pushes each and every one of us to try harder than we want to, and for me it works.  After just 3 classes I can touch my toes, knees straight, for the first time in my life!

I think of dancing and my amazing teachers, always giving me new challenges and watching intently as I take them on.  And the partner that’s always in my arms, hoping to understand the move we’re learning, or try something new with it.

Most especially I think of my mentor, James.  Without him I never would have pushed myself into the places I hate – the bars and pubs and clubs where the music is played too late and the people throng around me spilling drinks – but because I did I now have no fear in meeting new friends whenever I’m networking or out alone.

So the point of this week’s – this month’s – musing is that oftentimes bringing someone else into a project, being directed by someone else, or wanting to create something for someone else is the greatest motivator of all.