Hier mijn eerste blog ooit die ik geplaatst heb op http://tanoshii-parkour.hyves.nl/
This is only one of the two blogs I will be writing in the upcoming months.
The worst or hardest thing to do is always the beginning and the end. At first you never know what to do, where to do it, how to learn it the fastest and in the best possible way and most important, how to make sure I won’t screw it up again. At the end, you never know for sure you really reached it. How can you be sure you aren’t supposed to go on a little furder or push a little harder. How can you possibly know?
These are things I faced in the years of my Parkour training and in the rest of my life.
Now, what is my point in this blog? Sadly, this was just the beginning of something I don’t know when it will stop. For instance, this February, I will be leaving Holland for some moths to proceed the dream I already started chasing in Holland and continue my quest to become a pilot. Five months in America will totally turn my life upside down.
What to do with everything I have build in Holland. Will I be able to take everything I love with me to the USA, and what will I take back with me? The last view moths I am not happy with the way my "tool-belt" is becoming lighter and lighter. The key to turn that around, we already know, is training. Lots and lots of training. And this is what I will be doing. I have already started searching for other tracers in the vicinity of where I will be staying, but stopped searching after a brief moment of doubt.
I felt a strong sense of doing something wrong. I started exploring the feeling and came to a weird conclusion. I had the feeling that it was my own responsibility to rebuild my tool-belt and that I should try it by myself first. Strangely, I wasn’t to happy with the outcome of it.
In the past 4 years, if someone asked me what to do if you wanted to start practicing Le Parkour, I always said 4 things; Research, learn about Parkour from the internet. Determination, make sure it is something you really want to do. Commitment, practice practice practice. That makes 3. The one thing that was left, was exactly the ting I didn't want to do myself, finding someone to help you.
There I was, I serious doubt, scanning all the possibilities to make sure I would make it to the end, wherever that might be. And then it hit me. Almost literally, because of the simplicity of the answer.
All this time I was thinking of what to do in the USA. But instead of dividing my thoughts in pieces, like you have to do in a Parkour run, I started again, but this time from the beginning. I made up my plan and make sure I’ll stick to it.
6 weeks left. That means I will be having 6 more weeks to rebuild the tools I had lost in the couple of months, and then start a new chapter of my life and training in the United States of America.
Like I said before, I have no idea where this all will end. But I sure as hell know where it will start, and I will make sure I’ll be there when the signal sounds and time starts ticking again. Not in the past, but in the near future, with me running at the top of my ability, striving for the first place when this will end. Whenever and wherever that might be.
This is only one of the two blogs I will be writing in the upcoming months.
I will let you know when I will be at the first checkpoint and if my thoughts have changed since.
