Shortened, compressed, lengthened.
Occlused, perfused, oxygen saturated.
Scraped, distracted, smashed.
Two days of finding the extremities of my mechanics.
So, do I possess complete mechanics?
I most certainly don’t.
Basic capacities I was born with have slowly drifted away.
Or have been sacrificed to the combat-sports-gods.
But here’s the thing.
There are world champion athletes with incomplete mechanics.
The very best on the planet, yet athletically incomplete.
And I recaptured some of mine this weekend.
Whatever I am missing is simply potential for growth.
I can’t wait to get into this stuff with I get back to my athletes.
In all of these drills, tests, protocols, all I see are my athletes, and all that athletic potential.