Considering the general tone of some of the threads here on DH is a bit grim to say the least i'll try to brighten things up a touch with my experiences when i was out training today.
Atm i'm still on an endorphin rush, but that rush is what i'm living for at the minute and i want to hang on to every second so i can provoke another one.
I was out training with Sam today, and we wandered up by the church looking for new spots. Here's the deal, i saw a wall which i thought "I want to kong over" weeks and weeks ago when i still wasn't too good with kongs. Now i'm more confident because i can kong pretty much anything waist height so i decided to go for it. (
YouTube - Parkour : Parkour Training : Kong Vault)
The first couple of attempts were shaky, i wasn't coming out of the vault straight and i was pussying out in mid-air. Eventually i found an ideal point on the wall to start the vault from, it was more or less level and there was a clear path to roll considering the height of the drop on the other side.
So i ran up to the wall, and was hit with that momentary sinking feeling and that "oh shit" realistion that it was stupid, but i managed to shut it out and carried the vault through.
I dived into the vault, threw my arms backwards to propel myself forwards and hit the ground, promptly dropping into a perfectly straight pk roll over my right shoulder

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When i sprung up, i looked backwards at the wall, i looked at the foot prints where i hit the ground, and i took my shirt off and looked at the perfect brown streak going from shoulder to hip (the way your'e supposed to roll in PK) i felt absolutely incredible. I set a goal i thought i wasn't going to make, and i NAILED it!!
Later on we went down past the laundrette and my keen eye caught a potential wall-run to muscle up.
It was onto a cleaning utility shed or something with a concrete roof that wouldn't fall through if an elephant fell on it so i decided to go for it.
I looked at the wall and experimented with different foot heights to reassure myself, backed off and thought "Yeah, i can do it".
Took a few steps backwards, jogged in and burst into a sprint for the last few steps, jumped forwards and tried getting my foot up as high as possible. When it hit i stamped upwards, got my arms up onto the wall and pushed up onto my hands, then i threw my leg up and stood up on the wall.
At this point i couldn't actually believe it, i'd tried the same run the night before about 8 times and failed each time, and here i'd done it first time.
I looked at the roof i was on, and the wall i'd just ran up. Then i looked up at the sun and thought "Wow, i cannot fucking believe i've just done that".
And yeah i've babbled, but i feel awesome atm and i'mma sleep tonight for sure

What makes you feel awesome DH? (Besides sex, meh

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