Arnold Adventure.

 

Will – Precision.

 

I arrived at the silver benches and I waited for the others to arrive, Zain had text me saying he would be ten minutes late and to wait for him. The others were on time and as per usual Denis was the one who was later than everyone else! His text read: ‘Wait you bellends, I’m not coming all the way to town, having to pay £3.40 for an all day NCT ticket for you guys to leave me in town, so wait!’. A few of the guys decided to head over to Plaza to train while waiting for the others. After waiting for ages, Denis came to the silver benches and said Zain was up at Plaza with everyone else, so we walked back up to collect the others and make our way to Arnold for a day of training.

We caught a 58 bus to Arnold, our first point of training today would be Woodthorpe Park. Most will wonder what there is there for training and why visit such a rural place rather than a urban area which offers a greater amount of concrete obstacles which you would expect to find lots to cater for us. The truth is every so often we get bored of training in the same locations and this makes us want to venture in search of new challenges or a change of scenery, this place gives just that. We made a pit stop at Co-operative to get supplies before walking a stone throw away to the park. At first glance I could see in people’s eyes that they were not impressed by the area and began to wonder why the hell we were here. I assured them there was plenty of things to do and give things a chance and not to be so close minded.

I pointed out a tree people climbed the last time we came here and before I could finish my sentence Will, Yaz & Zain started to climb it while the rest of us moved over to the golf bunkers. As we were walking, I glanced back to see the three of them emerge from the tree topless with there chests puffed out to which the homoerotism begun, spanking each others arses, pinching nipples and slapping backs and chest were all part of homo tendencies when people got half naked. One of the trees looked like it was made for climbing it had all these natural rock climbing like grips on it, due to it being diseased perhaps? As the guys starting to climb the tree and having fun, members of the public passing by would look up at them and at us smiling as they passed. The next thing to do was a few flips into the sand bunker while there was no golfers for us to get in the way off, Will and Denis were doing backs, sides while Yaz stuck with fronts only.

 

Will – Hanging Around In The Tree.

 

It was really hard to watch people doing tricks even more so when Zain said he wanted to do one but was unsure of what will happen if he bailed. He ran towards the bunker stating he will at least test it… We looked at each other confused about what he was planning. He got closer to the bunker and jumped up in the air like he was going to go for a running gainer tucked like a cannonball and then landed flat on his back with all of us standing there in disbelief that he just did such a thing! Zain stood up and said he was testing to see how it would feel if the worse came to the worse and he landed on his back… We all burst out laughing and also said to him that is not the best way to test something and you should just go for things or not at all.

I decided to join the club and wanted to do a flip. I wanted to do a sideflip, my foot still hurt and could barely bend but I just couldn’t resist. I kept slowly walking up to the bunker putting pressure on it like I would if I was to do a flip, testing the water so to speak. I felt so unsure about this and what would happen. Denis said, ‘Zade, going to do a flip?!’. Zain also said, ‘I wouldn’t as it will only hurt you and then you’ll regret it when you’re in pain!’. I know with my technique I can do them and land one legged if needed, it was more the take off which worried me and if it twinged the ankle and then I didn’t commit it would cause dire pain. I paced back and forth towards before deciding to just do one and think of the consequences later. I walked towards the bunker putting my injured angle first as take off for the sideflip, kicking my back leg and tucking tight, landing one footed. It felt so good to do a trick of some sort after months of doing nothing at all! Denis was quick to say, ‘listen now, I want to learn how to do a sick single leg sideflip like you, teach me please?!’. I went through the motions with him and he tried one and then a few others, they all looked really clean even though he moaned about not getting enough height. His tuck looked lovely and far nicer than mine own!