Interest in Parkour at RIT is exploding.
We are not a school sponsored club, although we are working on it, but through grassroots advertising and word of mouth alone, the size of our regular meetings has doubled since last spring. This explosion in popularity is not just limited to RIT however. I have been in contact with many people from University of Rochester, Monroe Community College, and people from around the city.
In an effort to expand awareness of Parkour even more, I have decided to launch a new website, www.RochesterParkour.com
This website will serve as the central hub for all Parkour activities in the Rochester, New York area. We are not a team or a clan, we are simply a community. This website will function as a way to promote Parkour in Rochester, and to direct people who might be interested, but are unsure of where to start, to willing and able teachers. It will be a single website where they can read articles, look at pictures, and watch videos all relevant to the Rochester area. There will be information about workshops and classes being offered, as well as regular training times and locations.
The site is still new, and things will be constantly added. Soon I will be adding an "Articles" section, as well as "Quotes" and a link to our pictures, hosted on Flickr.
As many of you know, ever since this nonsense started, I have been very sound-sensitive. Multiple aural inputs are challenging at best, painful at worst. So in addition to being unable to haunt many of my favorite places - The Upfront, The iDiom, and many other places and events featuring live performances, I also seek out places of great quiet. What with all the cacophony I've already got going on in Sad Left Ear, silence is something I may never experience again, and I miss it so very, very much.
Another aspect of all this fun has been the vertigo, and the loss of balance. I used to have the balance of a mountain goat, and it's been a real challenge to get back to some sort of equilibrium. "Walking in complex environments" is what the doc prescribed, and as I get better and better at that, turning my head from side to side as I walk. I still lurch a bit when I turn my head (amusingly, some days I lurch toward the head turn, some days away. It's bizarre.), but I am also getting better at that.
But time ages all, and I need more impetus to stretch and balance and exercise. So I decided it was time to hie myself on back to a yoga class. What could be more perfect? Stretching, and blissful silence, interrupted only by my own soundtrack in Sad Left Ear, and the insightful directions from a soothing-voiced instructor. Contemplation. Following the sounds of your breath. The zen of everyone in class breathing in unison. The sounds of silence. So, yoga. Duh.