dude, i suck
Feb. 12th, 2007 07:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So, I had this idea about my core/spine engagement training that I might add this old Suzuki (theatre) exercise to my practice. It's probably steps ahead of where I am physical-preparedness-wise, but hey, I like daring. Plus, it's something that would, properly done, be a good practice/skill building of the general physical work I've been doing.
Here's the exercise: start sitting cross-legged on the floor. Keeping the legs where they are, start rolling back with an abrupt impetus from the center (well, the Asian center, in the bowl of your pelvis) and imagine yourself engaging each vertebra one by one as it reaches the floor. Your head goes down last. Oh, yeah... And while keeping that center engaged, you speak. Option A (Macbeth):Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow / creeps in its petty pace from day to day / and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death / Out, out, brief candle! / life's but a walking shadow / a poor player that struts and frets its hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. Option B (Trojan Women): Oh splendor of sunrise breaking forth this day / whereon I lay my hands once more on Helen my wife! And yet it is not so much for the woman's sake I came to Troy / but against that guest proved treacherous / who, like a robber, carried the woman from my house!
I skipped the speaking cause, ya know, throat. Ow. And I am much better at engaging the whole spine now than when I was younger and less coordinated. But. Damn. I cannot get up. I can barely even get down - even then I'm using my arms and legs like a zombie just to roll down.
On the up side, if I'm bad at it - well, chances are it's a good thing to work on doing well.
Here's the exercise: start sitting cross-legged on the floor. Keeping the legs where they are, start rolling back with an abrupt impetus from the center (well, the Asian center, in the bowl of your pelvis) and imagine yourself engaging each vertebra one by one as it reaches the floor. Your head goes down last. Oh, yeah... And while keeping that center engaged, you speak. Option A (Macbeth):Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow / creeps in its petty pace from day to day / and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death / Out, out, brief candle! / life's but a walking shadow / a poor player that struts and frets its hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. Option B (Trojan Women): Oh splendor of sunrise breaking forth this day / whereon I lay my hands once more on Helen my wife! And yet it is not so much for the woman's sake I came to Troy / but against that guest proved treacherous / who, like a robber, carried the woman from my house!
I skipped the speaking cause, ya know, throat. Ow. And I am much better at engaging the whole spine now than when I was younger and less coordinated. But. Damn. I cannot get up. I can barely even get down - even then I'm using my arms and legs like a zombie just to roll down.
On the up side, if I'm bad at it - well, chances are it's a good thing to work on doing well.