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Jul. 26th, 2015 04:11 pmIt's fun how much history LJ has on my life, these days. I was doing my splits in the gym yesterday, feeling pretty good because the right side was feeling better than it has in, hmm, maybe ever. The guy next to me had some bright-colored T-shirt with a slogan like NOTHING WORTH HAVING EVER COMES EASY, which, though I quibble with it, did get me wondering how long I've been legitimately splitsing for.
I used to be obsessed with the splits, and seriously worked on stretching toward them the summer I was 19 with little success. After that it was off and on, with much discouragement and surging and trying and getting injured and quitting. And does LJ know when I finally began to succeed? It does! I first touched down and really rested in my left-side splits on November 11, 2007. That was in fact the only thing in my "splits" tag; the right side got no such acknowledgement. Still, that's what I was wondering, and the answer is "almost 8 years". I've gained and lost both sides since that day, more than once; gotten a tiny oversplit on the left side; and generally been unimpressive in my rate of progress. The goal was achieved, though, and is being retained, and I still care about it, so that's something. Something very navel-gazey.
I used to be obsessed with the splits, and seriously worked on stretching toward them the summer I was 19 with little success. After that it was off and on, with much discouragement and surging and trying and getting injured and quitting. And does LJ know when I finally began to succeed? It does! I first touched down and really rested in my left-side splits on November 11, 2007. That was in fact the only thing in my "splits" tag; the right side got no such acknowledgement. Still, that's what I was wondering, and the answer is "almost 8 years". I've gained and lost both sides since that day, more than once; gotten a tiny oversplit on the left side; and generally been unimpressive in my rate of progress. The goal was achieved, though, and is being retained, and I still care about it, so that's something. Something very navel-gazey.
