November 14th, 2009
|09:40 am - Three Meditations on Changing Stride|
Changing stride at the change of seasons:
1) The Dog of the House has enjoyed the weather-change this week, as the subtropical summer has gasped its last (we hope) and autumn has come at last. As the temperature cools to a livable level, the Dog of the House changes her approach to backyard joy. The lizards she's hunted in the heat have gone away, but now...
Now she gallops.
The first cold afternoon, in fact, her initial steps out the backdoor were tentative. North wind, enough to ruffle the double coats of the Dog of the House? Different light, less rich in moisture, more able to show the expanse of running room? She wasn't sure if she remembered what to do. But then, a leap, and then a crazy beginning of a run, and then she was galloping galloping galloping in ever-widening circles, dust spinning up behind her thundering paws. This, she seemed to say, is the proper way to be.
2) Yesterday at the hair-dressers', I flipped through a magazine -- Self, I believe it was -- and found an article about proper strides for one's walks and/or hikes. The one tip I hadn't seen before was that it is 'inefficient' to swing one's arms across the body. Pump!, the article said, pump those arms!
So on this morning's walk I tried to incorporate that change. I like swinging my arms, I find, but the magazine tip is true -- pumping the arms gives one a powerful forward motion, as if one is punching ever faster, punching away the air.
I'll probably go back to swinging my arms. I don't hate the air that much.
3) In the New York Times this week, Cathy Horyn writes about learning to model-walk from J Alexander. His first critique of her walk sounds oh so familiar:
J looked doubtful. “Well, first of all, you walk like your back hurts,” he said. “Here, look at me.” He imitated someone beetling, tipped slightly forward.
“Am I really walking that far over?” I said, knowing that I was. I’ve seen my reflection.
Yes, I've seen my reflection too.
I've always wanted a cool model-walk -- the sway of it, the confidence, the core strength. Maybe I'll play with that today. Instead of being in such a hurry, I'll lay back, suck it in, change my stride...
Fall over my feet. Ah well. Maybe the stride I have is good enough.
May your day be gallop-worthy, full of forward motion, in perfect stride!
|Date:||November 14th, 2009 03:09 pm (UTC)|| |
Does the dance of cooler weather with you, while hiding inside from gales.
Alas for gales! It looks at least warm, if windy, at your place...
Happy Saturday, and hugs!
Today has been full of gales here, but at least the weather's warm enough that the grass is still growing.
Stay safe in the gales! (Or perhaps OUT of the gales would be better....)
And a happy weekend to you, too.
|Date:||November 15th, 2009 01:48 am (UTC)|| |
Yay for galloping! (Even if the crunchy lizards are gone.) :-)
It is nevertheless saddening that her lizard-chasing fun is ended for a while...
But let's gallop!
Sometimes I find you too cute for words. :)
Thank you -- but the Dog of the House is cuter, trust me!
Soggy wet here in Boston today, but I think the storm will pass tomorrow.
Cheers for your changing strides/seasons!
Alas for soggy wet -- but hugs and cheers for you!