Get a grip! No, the other grip! - Tactical Ninja
Jun. 3rd, 2011
09:39 am - Get a grip! No, the other grip!
Last night I went and hung out with tieke and Happy again. This time we were hanging from tissu. I did some tissu lessons years ago but I found myself frustrated with the group lesson format - I couldn't stay warmed up between goes and felt I wasn't progressing due to lack of up-time, so I stopped. Now, the AHOA comes complete with dangly equipment and we've developed a new economy based in unitards-for-dangling-lessons, and I might make some progress.
The first thing I learned was that there's more than one way to hang onto something. Being a climber, I'm trained to grip things using mainly the tips of my fingers from the second or third joint, like a hook. My fingertips are very strong, hence being able to do pullups off a door frame. Tissu, however, requires the use of friction to maintain your grip, and you have to hold it through the palm - it seems maximising the surface area in contact with the tissu is the go. My years-perfected finger-grip is almost useless for this activity and yes, hilarity did ensue before I figured this out.
I managed to learn two ways to climb up and down the tissu, and learned to flip myself upside down in a thing called a straddle. I failed at the next move where you're supposed to end up like this:
Not because I couldn't hang from one hand but because my flailing around to find the end of the tissu (without looking because I'm a dork) took too long and my wondrous climber's grip was Not So Grippy Ackshully, resulting in a slow and (I'd like to think) graceful descent onto my head*. tieke is a very patient teacher and didn't even point and laugh, which was nice. After my hands turned into floppy skeins that were about as effective as overcooked noodles, we mucked around on a new piece of apparatus involving two asymmetrical loops of webbing, and practiced thrusting our tits out. This is an important skill for chest hooping, and not something that comes naturally to most people so requires practice. *cough* At the moment I'm learning to hoop on my off side and still struggling for the right 'feel' for chest hooping so yep, tits-out practice.
* All of this happened about one foot off the ground above nice big safety mats, which is why I'm not in traction right now. I wouldn't recommend trying this stuff without a spotter or mats.
The other thing I'm interested in doing more of is hand-balancing. I'm kind of fascinated with slow, balanced, graceful movement (hello climbing!) that looks easy but is actually a real strength thing. Like this:
This is a sort of hand balancing although if you google 'hand balancing' you end up seeing people doing strange things with sticks and coming close to dislocating their hips, which I'm less interested in. Anyway, I want to do this stuff. Lately I've been struggling with balance and I think it's to do with my bung ear, but *loop back to being determined*
Doop de doo - also, that woman's thighs. I want them.
Today, not much hurts except the ends of my fingers where they were getting Ineffective Climber Grip Plus pressure, and some interesting little muscles in my armpits. And my pride. But that'll get over it because *determined*..
Meanwhile, the landlord's getting a valuation done on the house to determine whether or not I'm dreaming, and Polly and I will be going to an open home on Sunday in my local area, for a house with a similar rateable value, just to see what sort of thing's available. See? I do have a sensible sometimes!
This afternoon there is the final test for State Crime. I'm going into it knowing that all I have to do is turn up to pass the course but I want my A, especially after having spent much of this trimester feeling depressed and cynical about the state of the world because of this course. So I've been studying, and consequently dreaming about the environmental impacts of global politics.
I am looking forward to thinking about things other than the horrible things the more powerful do to the less powerful. I might think about ponies.