Flipping out, in a good way
Oct. 28th, 2012 09:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flexagonYesterday broke me pretty nicely out of my doldrums -- yoga with a new friend, and then a 2 hour acro workshop with visiting acrobat.
I think this is publicly viewable, yes? This is what I learned that was the most awesome:
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10151149579791129
I've been watching that video over and over, and had a silly daydream of being able to do it perfectly on the first try. At least, I thought it was silly. Then it really happened, and I turned around and hugged Scooper and had a very good moment. :-)
The primary drill leading up to this is to do a front flip dismount from two-high, which is almost as fun as the full-on trick, and which (it turns out) is pretty safe with two spotters situated appropriately. Yay, favorite new way down from two-high!
Gotta say though, I went first in my group, and it was crazy how very unafraid I was. I mean, I was sure there was plenty of time to do a tuck and get my feet nicely to the crash pad, and I was sure that Scooper wouldn't let go of my hands even if I hit his face (which I never did). Then there were the two spotters. Weirdly, I know it was a scary trick -- the other two flyers in my group, not beginners by any means, were thoroughly freaked. I really don't want to get overconfident and get myself killed. But I felt viscerally safe, supported, confident, and I landed well every time I flipped (even off a smaller base), so it's not like my viscera were wrong.
I have tremendous love for those moments where both the flyer and the base get a trick for the first time. There have been so MANY of those this year. Yesterday brought a few more of those for me and Scooper, and that flip was a good adrenalized one. Ahoy, warm fuzzy base feelings! God, it is so easy to romanticize the base/flyer thing, even when there's zero sexual attraction (which I think is unusual, in the life of Scooper the Man-Slut). I ought to get him one of those T-shirts that has an oxytocin molecule and the words "Trust Me", just for my own amusement.
Edited to add: I figured it out! Flash of insight while folding laundry: it's all the standing hand-to-hand work I've been doing. That's why I was fine with the idea of jumping off of shoulders; and that's why my body knew how far it was to the ground. I have NOT lost my marbles or my good judgement. Whew.
I think this is publicly viewable, yes? This is what I learned that was the most awesome:
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10151149579791129
I've been watching that video over and over, and had a silly daydream of being able to do it perfectly on the first try. At least, I thought it was silly. Then it really happened, and I turned around and hugged Scooper and had a very good moment. :-)
The primary drill leading up to this is to do a front flip dismount from two-high, which is almost as fun as the full-on trick, and which (it turns out) is pretty safe with two spotters situated appropriately. Yay, favorite new way down from two-high!
Gotta say though, I went first in my group, and it was crazy how very unafraid I was. I mean, I was sure there was plenty of time to do a tuck and get my feet nicely to the crash pad, and I was sure that Scooper wouldn't let go of my hands even if I hit his face (which I never did). Then there were the two spotters. Weirdly, I know it was a scary trick -- the other two flyers in my group, not beginners by any means, were thoroughly freaked. I really don't want to get overconfident and get myself killed. But I felt viscerally safe, supported, confident, and I landed well every time I flipped (even off a smaller base), so it's not like my viscera were wrong.
I have tremendous love for those moments where both the flyer and the base get a trick for the first time. There have been so MANY of those this year. Yesterday brought a few more of those for me and Scooper, and that flip was a good adrenalized one. Ahoy, warm fuzzy base feelings! God, it is so easy to romanticize the base/flyer thing, even when there's zero sexual attraction (which I think is unusual, in the life of Scooper the Man-Slut). I ought to get him one of those T-shirts that has an oxytocin molecule and the words "Trust Me", just for my own amusement.
Edited to add: I figured it out! Flash of insight while folding laundry: it's all the standing hand-to-hand work I've been doing. That's why I was fine with the idea of jumping off of shoulders; and that's why my body knew how far it was to the ground. I have NOT lost my marbles or my good judgement. Whew.
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Date: 2012-10-28 04:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-30 04:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-31 03:31 am (UTC)It's like what happens at 2:08 here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sk-y1AJd2GA
except you have to imagine the flyer just doing a front flip and coming back down. The tempo up is the same, the rolling forward is the same, but NOT stalling upside down and going into hand-to-hand... that's far more awesome and nobody in town is there just yet.
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Date: 2012-10-31 04:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-31 03:31 am (UTC)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sk-y1AJd2GA
except you have to imagine the flyer just doing a front flip and coming back down.