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[shanmonster]

When I was a kid, I wanted to be Tarzan when I grew up. Fascinated by his well-developed sense of smell, I would practice smelling myself so that I could recognize my own scent.

In retrospect, it would have made an awful lot more sense to have practiced smelling anything or anyone else, but I guess I wanted to go with what was readily available.

Another of the aspects of Tarzan which intrigued me was his ability to swing through the trees and traverse supposedly insurmountable physical obstacles. I used to practice running along branches high in the air, leaping out of trees and off cliffs, tumbling, flipping, and standing on top of cantering ponies. I was getting pretty good, and my injuries were frequent but minor. With that in mind, several years ago, I learned about Parkour. Yet somehow, parkour slipped my mind until now. The idea is back again, and I want to do it, to recapture the sense of freedom I felt as a crazy tomboy.

I suspect I may be a bit too old to learn some of the more gymnastic tricks, and I wish I could rewind time so I could recommence my childhood training. I also think I'm more more breakable now than I was as a kid. The huge red bruise on my shin from kung fu last night attests to that. My leg throbs like a second heart, especially when I stand up. The big welt on my elbow, however, doesn't feel any different from the rest of my regularly-coloured arm, so maybe I'd be okay so long as I only use my top half. Hee! That being said, I think my martial arts, weight, and dance training have given me an edge I wouldn't have had, otherwise. Now I just need to find some good footwear, and perhaps wait until all the snow and ice melt.

Who wants to train with me?