It took a
long time for me to be comfortable with my capoeira.
Of course, I
was excited about it. I wanted to share it with everyone I knew. For as long as
I could remember, if you knew who James E. Green III was, you also knew he did
capoeira as well (maybe not what it is or even what it looks.) It consumed me
as I learned it, and it’s why I still study and practice it today.
The excitement
of training resonating with my friends who trained also, and we had tons of fun
in class, at events, and even when we occasionally trained on our own. We called
them Capo Chills. We went out to public park-esque portion of our dormitory, working
all everything. We worked music, movements from class, and made sure to work on
our games as well.
With a lot
of that gone, I can’t rely on others for that excitement. I have to create
myself. I have to hone my skills to make sure when I play, I can play
confidently. I have to make sure to play comfortably. Kicks thrown with
insecurity create a dangerous environment for everyone. You learn the kicks,
and it doesn’t take long to know how it’s done correctly, but throw those kicks
with proper form on instinct takes time and repetition.
Comfort came
from consistency. It came from practice.
Now I must be
persistent to regain my comfort.
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