Rained out for a day.
And It’s a Kung Fu night! Double Fist Pump, YEEEEESSSS! Probably forgot
much of my belongings in Vermilion, but I was packed up in record time. Beeline home and off to the Kwoon. For me it was like unleashing a caged
animal. Like getting an injection of
motivation, energy, discipline.
I thought back a few nights ago when I recognized a death
race shirt on a fella just stepping out for a run. I pulled the truck over and talked to him,
not because I am all that personable, but rather I NEEDED, this influence. We talked briefly about training, what legs
we were running, how things were going for this year’s endeavor. That contact was important to me, because
alternatively while out on the work site, most people deem walking to the truck
for a cigarette and coffee more exercise than they wish to muster.
The way the world is now, most people involved in Kung Fu
deal with these two extremes; Torn between
building something great using the
synergy of like minded people, and falling the other way under the influence of
those that are the sinks and vacuums of everything that is good.
Obviously each person has a different level of positive
influence they require to keep them on the right track. Being away from the Kwoon and getting more
than my fair share of people giving it the college try, I am starting to
realize my personal threshold for dummies.
Surprisingly it is quite high.
The death race is coming up in a week, and this is a great
event for so many reasons, but mostly because like Kung Fu, the atmosphere is
rich with people that are health conscious, strive for physical discipline, and
feed off other individuals of like mind.
The challenge for me as of late is not recognizing when I am reaching my
dummy threshold, but rather where to go to get a dose of the good stuff. I am slowly learning to take full advantage
of every opportunity. Even opening a
newspaper and scrolling past the negative and reading the stories involving, as
put in Mastery terms....miracles.
I feel as a martial artist, especially a Silent River
Martial artist, we are dealers. It is
our responsibility to first tend to our needs for preserving what makes us
exceptional. To know what we require
personally to keep us thriving positively, and then, knowing what we have in
reserve to improve those we influence.
Vince
vincekrebs.blogspot.ca
well said, sihing:)
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