Handstands and cartwheels - so unbecoming! - Tactical Ninja
Jun. 15th, 2011
09:34 am - Handstands and cartwheels - so unbecoming!
In case you were wondering whether I'd been eaten by zombies (OMG Tats didn't post is she dead?), I was actually in Auckland being turned into one by the lackadaisical aircon at the Auckland airport and the riveting topic of frame and truss detailing. It's actually more interesting than you'd think but I have no inner need to prove this. I was there in an advisory role and since my advice wasn't really needed, I struggled to stay awake after lunch, and then I flew home. I read lots of my book on the plane - it's nice to have a block of a whole hour in which I have nothing to do but read.
I signed up for a beginner's Adagio class. The course is about half way through but I figured that I'm relatively fit and strong and reasonably quick on the uptake of bodyskills, with a history of stuff like rockclimbing and aikido so I should be ok. And I was. Some of the things we were doing (headstands, martial arts style rolls) I was pretty good at because I've done them before. Some of the other things (balancing someone else on your feet, walkovers, dive rolls) I was less good at because I've never done them. But having good core and upper body strength helped a lot with getting the hang of it. By the end of the class I'd had a go at being both base and flyer - I seem to fall into that fortunate in-between category of power to weight where I can do both. And then they decided to check out my handstands, which is one of my purposes for doing the class.
Yep, they really are the ugliest thing since forever. So we went back to the drawing board and they had me stand against a wall and try to flatten the small of my back against it. I don't know if you've ever tried this, but the action required tenses up your butt cheeks and pushes you away from the wall, making it even harder to stay there. Also, I'm a bit swaybacked and the muscular development in my shoulders is aimed at being able to drag heavy things backwards or restrain flailing beasts that weigh more than I do. Consequently, they're not very flexible. I hadn't considered shoulder flexibility to be relevant before - my arms have always gone in whatever direction I wanted them to reasonable effectively.
But for handstands, apparently I need to be able to create earmuffs with my shoulders while holding my arms elbowlocked over my head and maintaining this bizarre body posture - while upside down. I find this incredibly difficult (like, at the moment I struggle to stand on my feet in this position), which is why my handstands have always been bent-armed affairs with my shoulders quite closed. So they gave me some stretches to do, most of which require a partner to be really effective, but suggested the best thing I can do is lots of handstands. Luckily there's an area in my house where I can practice this without killing myself or anyone else.
And consequently I have pains in places again. Strange, strange places - ones that have almost never been used. I wouldn't call myself crippled, I will go to the gym today, but - how is it possible to get to my age without having used every muscle in your body at least once? I am mystified.
On the house front, I'm currently exploring a couple of places inside the green belt. The bank finally got back and let me know what I'd been pre-approved for and as I suspected it more or less limits me to two bedrooms unless I want to be able to touch the walls in a handspan, experiment with various fungi or live in the dark. A couple of the places I've looked at are currently tenanted and that opens an interesting possibility - I won't be ready to move until later this year or maybe even next year because Polly is going to Canada and then I'm going to Hong Kong and trying to sort out accommodation at the same time all this is happening is just no. We want to enjoy our holidays, not spend them stressing about moving house. But buying a tenanted place allows the possibility of having the mortgage paid for the first bit, gathering my financial faculties, and moving in when Dr Wheel gets back. This would solve a couple of fairly major considerations I'd had:
1. Minimising the disruption for Polly. This is very important to me.
2. When Joel and I move in together we would then be moving into our space rather than him moving into my space. Small thing but the dynamic is radically different.
Of course it would mean being a landlord for a while which I'm not keen on, but I can see financial advantages as well emotional ones in a plan like this. Naturally, Cautious Tats is cautious and will exercise due diligence, but it's yet another opportunity and that's a good thing, right?
It's ok I will stop wanking about this sooner or later, but for some reason expressing it here helps me to sort my head out, and I get very good advice from you lot too.
Meanwhile, I'm booked on Thursday to get the last of the lasering done on my scar. And next Monday The Kid turns 16. I get to celebrate by getting on a plane to Auckland at 6:30am (thanks work). I hope to be able to at least engage in mutual birthday grunting with him before leaving.