Boulder Jumping
Confession: I do a lot of trail hiking, something like five to six hours a week in varying terrain. I'm in New England, and the soils are stony & riddled with endless, small round boulders. It's post-glacial territory. Consequently even our trails are uncommonly stony.
For hikers, no big deal. But imagine these same trails used by snowshoers or cross country skiers in the winter with a foot of snow down: crunch, grind, ouch.
For years I somewhat prided myself in being able to find the most efficient walking paths between these protrusions. No more. I was suddenly struck by the similarity of jumping these, top to top to top, with the plyometric work I do in the gym. It's the same range of motion & same balancing challenges.
In addition, I give thanks to a MovNat video I watched some weeks ago that showed workshop participants leaping boulders in a small stream. That image danced around in my unconscious for some days until I hit my usual trail network: Voila! Boulders everywhere.
So I began boulder jumping. And jumping. And grinning to myself.
Damn the most efficient pathways. This is suddenly fun!










