Uniformity in a team sport such as speed skating is absolutely key to successful performance. Without the right balance, the right push, the right angles, the right timing of when to lead, pass and follow, the right attitude and with the right technology which is their entire athletic uniform the winning edge becomes vulnerable to a potential loss.
One singular option to move forward
Uniforms identify us. Shape, line and color of a second skin outline the body as perfect machinery to perform one task as a solid unit of energy.
Then there is the power of concentration-another kind of order in uniformity. Block out any distractions, or unnecessary doubts. Single-mindedness calls for airtight decision making while strategizing a flexible approach from any unpredictable glitch that tips the balance- an understanding in synchronicity that I can’t even imagine.
However, the steps are learned, the mind practiced in winning, the body shaped and sculpted to fine impeccability, a dance no less than superb grace…
If we aren’t hungry in our gaming we won’t survive. No place for ambiguity only absolute clarity and determination. Then comes the knowing that you have it- the glee that is upon arrival…
The flogging, sluggish and brutal reality of not giving up…
and means finding one’s way back to that calling for harmony. There is unity of color, a triangular configuration in the variety of movements heading toward a common destination
In the groove of speed
…where oneness has to be certain. Back to the groove and flow of togetherness…
The strength needed to obtain full alignment, one’s every ounce and utter capacity of perfection.
The rhythm from every consequential moment to the next…
WHOOSH! see ya…
fantastic form and purposeful exertion attained in one long musical phrase of physical bliss.