If our true will is simply droppin’ some fat to satisfy a scale, then we should be damned to a life of obligatory fitness. If our workouts are rituals of the celebration of movement, ability, and therefore life, we’re pretty magickal.
I have a vague yearning and I’m not sure where it’s leading me, but the yearning is basically this: to have movement more incorporated into my everyday life and to have it be about celebrating life, (not about fitting into some crappy and ridiculous beauty-ideal-of-the-moment.) I want to dance, to move, and I want to bring that into our world more. I want more movement as part of rituals, for instance, at church.
I don’t want movement separated out into machines, expensive equipment, or tape measures.
It seems like we are all sitting still.
As I was searching for “Functional Fitness,” I came across the Physical Subculture gym. I’m diggin’ some of their philosophies, and I’m sure I could learn a lot from them. But, they might not have fully incorporated women in their world view. They described one of their workshops as being a gathering of brethren, even though their were women there. Uncool. They do link to Stumptuous, so that’s a good sign.
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