Sunday, October 09, 2005

Come the revolution, I'll be ready

I grew up in a fairly non-athletically inclined family. My mother's idea of a day's exercise including walking all over New York City and through a museum or two. As a result, I emerged from childhood with a fairly high cultural-fitness level, but with no great love or skill in sports.

As an adult, I discovered the lure of downhill skiing and running, but never any athletics that required strong hand eye coordination.

I recently began to take my oldest son to archery practice--our local SCA (Society for Creative Anachronism) chapter runs a youth archery practice twice a month. I've not been involved in the SCA before, but I thought it would be a good group for my highly imaginative and creative son. So off I go on a sunday morning to find both my son and I being fitted with loaner bows/arrows and learning along side of him the art and skill of archery.

My big surprise, is that I am thoroughly enjoying it and drive 40 minutes to the practice range on sunday mornings so I can experience the satisfying 'thwack' of the arrow slamming into the target.

I feel stronger, my posture feels straighter, and I am becoming more and more accurate and consistent.

And come the revolution, I can hit a stationary target at 20 and 30 yards.


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