plant face
So, it's good to know that training still hangs around a while after the trainee has stopped actively partaking. I got out of my car last night at a gas station, and realized that I needed to feed the car some oil, such that it might be mysteriously consumed by the oil-eating demons living under the hood. Taking off from the pump at a full-tilt run toward the convenience store attached to the gas station, I passed the second pump and clipped the metal stand one of those freestanding signs with my right foot, sending me into a nose dive into the pavement at full running speed.
And then I was upright, walking toward the mini-mart again. In reconstruction, I had put the ball of my right foot back on the ground and purposefully launched my legs such that I hit the ground in "rolling" posture, and pulled myself through "zenpo kaiten," after whch I came right back up. Didn't feel a thing.
If actually called upon to do such a thing, I might reasonably balk at it, due to my lack of practice, and the overall hardness of concrete and velocity one accumulates while falling toward it. But, while forced, the training seems to make unlikely things like that possible.
And then I was upright, walking toward the mini-mart again. In reconstruction, I had put the ball of my right foot back on the ground and purposefully launched my legs such that I hit the ground in "rolling" posture, and pulled myself through "zenpo kaiten," after whch I came right back up. Didn't feel a thing.
If actually called upon to do such a thing, I might reasonably balk at it, due to my lack of practice, and the overall hardness of concrete and velocity one accumulates while falling toward it. But, while forced, the training seems to make unlikely things like that possible.