Posts Tagged 'Frankie'

Ghettos, Bridges & Mental Barriers.

 

It was set to be a great day, with many out for some summer jumping. Even if Jallen sadly wasn’t to be out this weekend, instead opting to be at the cinema in Birmingham, to watch Suicide Squad. I was really looking forward to being out, so much so I had headed off to town early to get my training under way. When I arrived, I was sad to find David wasn’t out today. I had hoped to do some filming and he helps keep me motivated while training as we vibe off each other with the movements we try. I was feeling a bit demotivated about the day now, but as the masses arrived that soon changed. Well, that was until I was hit by extreme fatigue and not too sure why. I was feeling unsure what to practise, doing a few k2ps while we waited for the stragglers to appear before we moved on. Phil was meant to be out, but as of yet he wasn’t. Patryk was late too, for whatever reason.

One highlight of the day was after Frankie rode in on his bike, some of us kept ringing his bike bell, much to his annoyance and it wasn’t just me that got enjoyment from doing it either! I think it secretly got to him, as he covered it up soon after so none of us could ring it again and asked us politely not to do it again. But, did we listen to that warning…?! We ended up moving over to Audo to train and that is where I captured some footage at various points of the day, collecting footage for a few weeks to see what I had and maybe make a video. I did the small upward precision near the side of the area, which I had struggled to do in recent times. I still hated it whenever I did it though, that feeling never change. What a strange jump, only ever so slightly upwards and with a sign in the way for craning the jump.

 

Patryk – Precision.

 

Dizzi did a precision further down the set of steps, the mid section which I think is around about ten to ten and half (of my shoe) feet across. So very few people have done and do that jump, well except the big jumpers. It still blows my mind, whether it’s because it looks bigger than it is due to the steps widening as they go down, but it always looks massive. I joined Frankie, doing a precision to a slab that had a lamppost in the middle of, he of cause did it easily. Even though he said he felt he wasn’t as in tune with his precisions as he normally was. That he found it a hard jump too!? I was only just hitting the jump and felt ugly compared. Everyone was dotted around the area, doing their own movements. I was unsure where to go next and what to practise, that was until I saw Patryk had found a new, I say new but what I mean to say is a jump that I haven’t seen before nor have I ever seen anyone else do it.

It was fresh, but looked horrible too. I decided to film Patryk doing it, although he seemed to be unable to land it now, bouncing the jump each time. Much to his frustration, I guess the added filming pressure had got to him. I wanted to have a go too, but it felt insanely far, bigger than I could reach currently. Not to mention it was scary to hang in the air for the landing and if you didn’t commit, well you had the awkwardness of buckling on the steps. I got Frankie to come and have a look, he took one look and laughed before prepping for the jump. I think Frankie felt the same with the awkwardness of it, as he kept jumping to the side of the steps. While filming, I felt due to the Cinstyle profile I have on my camera, it made everything seem very drained and even hard to see on the viewfinder when filming. I hope the video clips come out okay, as I couldn’t see anything while filming and wasn’t even sure I liked the setting.

 

Ben – Running Precision.

 

Patryk was also practising a nice run involving a lazy vault, running stride up the steps, dive roll and other movements linked together. A very Euro style, different and I like that. It’s always nice to see linked movements and people using the same areas we have trained for many years, differently. Again, it is something we need to practise more of, even after all these years we are still very singular in the movements we do. Then you get people from other countries who visit Nottingham and then you see the different style instantly. Gio is another great example of another practitioner that was able to link movements and do crazy runs as well. In the past there are stages where the community will start to practise a few movements together, like with anything it soon diminishes over time and then we fall back into old habits.

I finally mustered the courage to give the Audo precision (seen above) which everyone did downwards, as a running upwards precision instead. Patryk did it easily and Damo was contemplating trying it as well. For some reason I liked it more as a running box jump! While Damo was stating he would do it, getting cocky and yet when he was landing to the side of it on the floor to gauge if he would make it, he somehow managed to land awkwardly, jarring his back, and looked like both ankles buckled too. To which Phil and myself looked at each other like WTF?! Continue reading ‘Ghettos, Bridges & Mental Barriers.’

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May Fourteenth.

I woke up at ten, I was still really tired even though I had, had a long night of sleep. More than I am used to these days. I had the previous night been editing a Parkour park video. A long overdue project of mine, which I might add had been in production since, last year?! I never got around to editing the video after acquiring all the footage, but now I had made a start trimming all the clips where on the timeline came to twenty minutes. It’s no wonder I had left it so long! I was feeling groggy and unsure about being out, though it was a lovely sunny day. I started to make a move and was ready before 12pm, deciding to go out earlier than the 1pm and got to town with David. When we arrived there was no one else out early, unusual. Not even Mat who always claimed to be out from ten or earlier…

We trained at Plaza until others arrived there for the usual meet up time of one, maybe even later. It seemed I now had rubbish kong precisions. I was going towards the landing wall, as in only landing on it and servilely crouched. I seemed to be using all my legs for the jump rather than pushing with my arms as well, it was deeply disappointing and I couldn’t seem to change the technique. I moved over at the Atrium I couldn’t do or get the distance for a precision jump across some slate due to the height, drop or just a general fear. Man, what a day it was becoming… I text James telling him that I was already out and where the hell was he? He thought at the time, that I was Phil and then text him back instead of myself. We moved over to IBM and then slowly but surely people starting to arrive in small trickles.

 

Max – Tic Tac Precision.

 

I found the running precision from one of the walls near the end to the railing easier than I did before, finally something which I did retain! The standing precision also felt good to do. Today, Jallen wasn’t feeling things either, as he didn’t do the running precision which he had really good the last few times. It seemed I wasn’t the only one suffering an off day. Adam arrived, he wanted to do movements but felt rubbish and fearful of jumps for some reason too. The day claiming yet another Nottingham practitioner. For some reason (first in a long time) a plastic policeman asked for us to move on due to it being private property. Yet, we never (normally) get moved on and it seemed like it was going to be one of those days as he had no understanding, leniency nor did it seem like he wanted to either.

We ended up moving over to Auditorium, a place which people seemed to dislike today. Once we got into the training groove after warming up, we found movements to practise. It was feeling a good day now as there were a few new challenges I hadn’t seen or tried before. The guys were box jumping up onto a wall which increased in height. There was vaulting over a railing (seen below) with different vaults to a wall, before vaulting off. A few did it as a running clear the rail to the wall before vaulting off, seen in the first portrait images. I filmed a few clips for my new RAW video and collected a few clips of the guys training as well. Zain had arrived, after texting me earlier to stay there until he had arrived. He was the same person who pointed out trying to do a tic tac precision off this metal plant pot. It looked horrible and like it might be slippery, much like a spoon was Zain’s analogy of the movement.

 

Aiden – Kong.

 

It wasn’t that bad when you applied the right pressure to the metal, if the angle was wrong it did cause you to slip, which a few experienced. On landing it felt right to add palm spin. I do like how some of the shots of that movement came out, even if Max was pulling some silly faces during. Another late comer was Frankie, asking where we were all located. To which I text him back ‘FU, be on time and then you would know…‘ Which I think went down great, I did of course tell him our location after that. Continue reading ‘May Fourteenth.’

White Courage.

 

For the first time this year, I’ve managed to have a proper training session in town. With the exception of the couple of times [1] [2] when I’ve been in the city and it had rained or been an unproductive session. Strangely enough, the Npk event this weekend had drawn very few people to it and it seemed it might be a quiet one. Odd, maybe people would turn up on the day or perhaps they were all too busy to attend? It didn’t help when on the day it was overcast with possible rain. It was quite cold too and I hoped it wouldn’t be another weekend washout. I was already feeling unmotivated thanks to the weather, by body was tired and I was contemplating not going out at all, if it didn’t improve closer to the time. Adam was just about awake, he had stayed up the entire night binge watching all of Daredevil season two. Seriously man, what happened to pacing with the show?! I had watched a couple of episodes, but I like to watch them steadily over a few weeks rather than all in one go.

Adam was going to be ready to pick me up at 12.30pm, earlier than I had expected and then I had to rush around to get ready in time and text David to see if he wanted to meet us for a lift too. It seemed many weren’t bothering on being out today, when I asked messaged people individually online! To draw some interest to the event I created a post saying stating we should train some other areas which were Plaza and so we weren’t Plaza bitches, like so many weekends of training seemed to be, at least when I had been out of late. I think the bait had well and truly been taken by James who was quick to state that he was amazed I was going to be out today, what with it not being ‘perfect’ weather conditions in my eyes. He said he didn’t mind travelling at all, providing we got to train and didn’t spend all day on our feet walking to and from locations with very little or limiting movements to be done…

 

David – Portrait.

 

I arrived at the Parkour park just as Adam was driving into the car park. David and myself hopped in the car and we made our way to town, hoping for a none Plaza day of training and for the weather to pick up and not rain us off. We made the long walk from the Forest Recreational Ground all the way to the Crowne Plaza where we were greeted by James, Frankie and a new guy.  It was odd not to see more people out. I warmed up and today I didn’t dislike Plaza. I enjoyed the brief time we spent there, which might surprise James to hear! Practising diving kongs between and in some cases through the spike bushes, which at first were scary due to them invading the landing wall. That and I hadn’t done a diving kong in so long. I then practised some kong precisions with David and I felt like they were getting back on track to how they used to be. Must be all the leg workouts finally paying off, as I felt the technique was more legged based this weekend than pushing off the wall with the upper body.

We had the pleasure of having Ryan out this weekend. I hadn’t seen him out in many, many years! So it was good to see him out, within the scene again. He had did some really nice kong precisions, with a floaty like technique which I didn’t expect. Perhaps all that trampoline practice has helped him with his Parkour skills? He asked what I meant by him being floaty, unsure if it was a positive or a negative thing. I explained it was a compliment and people that are floaty (usually) have nice looking movements when they jump and can do jumps easily. James was busy testing his newly brought GoPro, which looked ace when he filmed a pop climb up run. There was much sexual trolling while James filmed though, with various noises being shouted in the background while he filmed. Continue reading ‘White Courage.’

Ten Jallenges.

#002

 

It was meant to be a day of much sun, cold with a wind but sunny nevertheless. That is what the weather forecast had predicted, though like each weekend it is the complete opposite! I woke up early and got ready, I couldn’t wait to be out this weekend for some reason. The last time I was out had left a bitter taste in my mouth [1] but for today I had my passion back for movement. Well, that was until some unexplained, unwanted explosive diarrhoea had come on and left me glued to the fecal splattered toilet seat. Just what I needed before going out… James was feeling a bit injured but was still going to head out. Even though I was running late, had emptied my bowels, I still had stomach ache and wondered if to risk it. I started to feel a bit better and then got a lift to town, which shaved off time waiting for public transport. Everyone was still at Plaza warming up, but it was cold, much colder than I expected it to be.

Micheal was out again this weekend, the same fro-friendly chap that had come along to the blue themed [2] training. I had assumed that he was from Derby, seeing as he used to be out at the same time they were. Yet, he wasn’t from there at all and instead from Burton Upon Trent. He was wearing some Feiyue shoes [3] too. What a brave, brave guy for wearing those while out training. Even though, I went through a phase of liking them for training myself, many years ago and they always seemed to pull the sole of my feet. This led to us talking about shoes and what people prefer to wear while out training. I tried to get warm by moving around and doing some skipping. Phil arrived, he seemed to be in a rather jolly mood for training today, it reminded me of the times gone by when we would always be training together. Minus the silliness and banter, as I’d like to think we have somewhat matured these days.

 

© James Allen Visuals.

Zade – Portrait.

 

James arrived, as did others, slowly but surely. I didn’t mind being at Plaza today (I know right?) for once and I was okay with this. Practising kong precisions with Phil, James and the others. Trying to sort out my own technique with them, as they were currently not feeling as good as they should. James was getting them, but he wanted to have them consistently each weekend as well as going through the various ways people did them. I think we confused him a bit when Phil would do them one way, then the rest of us had different ways to generate power and how we did them as a whole. You had two parts to do them on the medium sized wall, each between the shrubs. The left side you had to run along uneven ground, while the right side was close to the diagonal wall overhead. Which you didn’t hit your head on, but it put most off doing it there due to thinking that, that would happen. It was interesting to do on them both sides, trying to get more comfortable with the movement again.

We ended up moving over to IBM. The slabs were still dotted around the area from a previous RAW video (seen below). We used the existing ones for a small run, with everyone giving it a go. Then we created variations to it, like Phil doing a tic tac off the wall and people skipping slabs and spinning while sitting on the wall were all creativity of the run. There were so many possibilities, most found it hard to turn quickly on one slab due to the sharp direction change. It was something which pulled the ol’ legs and groin. It was funnier as the more we tried to be precise, the worse we became. Oh and Pete couldn’t stride them, what the hell? James was busy doing standing cats to the wall, where he has previously done it as a running precision. Perhaps he was preparing for the Audo same level catleap? Continue reading ‘Ten Jallenges.’


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