I’ve had a recurring dream. It’s very simple. I’ve had it for as long as I can remember. I’m sitting on the ground with my legs extended in front of me. Then gracefully I hinge forward. My belly lies atop my thighs and my forehead rests on my shins. Its effortless and comfortable. Then I wake up.
In real life I have never been considered flexible. As a kid the sit-and-reach was the one fitness test that was hardest to achieve. Running, no problem. Pull ups, piece of cake. I had to train for the sit-and-reach so I could get that darn presidential fitness test award.
As an adult triathlete I’m certainly flexible enough. Just enough to not get injured. Flexible enough that among my endurance sports clients and friends I’m the flexible one. So you’d think this would be good enough.
But my restless athletic urges have lead me to desire new challenges. I considered martial arts and circus arts, and acrobatics. The bottom line is that I want to handstand, and L-sit, and pistol squat. Would pressing to handstand and a full bridge be too much to ask? Whatever the movement is, it’s the flexibility that I’ve always considered a barrier. For a long time I’ve believed that these things were simply not possible for me. If I wasn’t flexible as a kid then there was no way I could ever achieve it as an adult.
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Which is why I’m announcing this goal publicly. Budgeting is my next race. I’m just going to get off the couch and do a little walk-jogging. I’ll worry about the marathon of financial goals later.