The pain which comes from working out never ceases to amaze me. No matter how well conditioned you are, if you push hard you will always get (DOMs) that delayed onset muscle soreness. Some love that feeling while others hate to suffer in that pain. It has been around a month now since my ankle surgery and I decided seeing as I was able to walk very slowly at best that I would take a wander over to the park and test how it feels outdoors. Obviously it’s still very swollen and painful, but it’s getting better slowly but surely and today I would be able to gauge how it was as a whole after some normality use. The biggest issue I had was getting there, it was a very long and slow pace, being careful not to place my foot in any awkward positions or down any grooves in the pavement along the way. Mobility within my ankle is very limited and so if it does bend more than normal, even from walking it hurts as if I had taken a stabbing to the foot. It felt great to be outdoors again, having done nothing for a month, I felt unfit again and weak. The good news is my shoulder didn’t feel as sore as it has in the past, since tearing the ligaments in it. I’m hoping that all the rest meant it has healed or is well on the way to being healed now.
We met at twenty past four, later than most sessions we have had in the past, sure usually met at two o’clock but this was much later, it seems we are meeting up later and later as the year goes on. There were masses of kids swarming the park and it seemed like no one would be out training today and this had all been a wasted journey. Adam arrived along with his friend Jack, but were both intimidated by the masses of kids in the way, cluttering up the park. There were also lots of people standing and watching in general as the guys moved around the park training. Later on Kezza arrived, riding in on his bicycle and I was even more surprised to see Stefano crossing the field to join in on the training session! Things were looking up, the group was expanding and it was one of those days where people felt drained and not in the mood to jump around until the park had cleared a bit. Seeing as Jack wanted to do front tucks we moved over to the field so he could try some and Stef said he could help him with his technique. Kezza hadn’t done tricks in ages and it all felt a bit alien to him now, as he had been used to working out and training Parkour instead.
The front tuck attempts from Jack were low and without a tuck, resulting in him landing on his ass and/or back, but props to him for even trying them on flatland. We all used to land like that in the beginning of our tricking careers and it was funny to think how far people come with constant training. I got my camera out and took photos of the guys tricking, it felt quite refreshing shooting images on the field compared to the park. I also had an itching for wanting to do tricks too (not that I could in my current state) I wanted to know if I could still do some as it had been two or more years since I had last be able to do a trick. I experimented with some macro shots focused on the grass, while having the guys blurred in the background tricking. Some of these shots seemed to work really nicely, I felt on fire with my photography again, even a few silhouette images looked good too. Continue reading ‘The Pain Which Comes…’