Strange Days Indeed

Well, if you hang around long enough, you’ll see things you’ve never seen before. Such are these times. I wake and look at markets shaken, not stirred. Try mitigating that risk! Social distancing? No restaurant dining? Covid 19? Masks in public? It’s beyond Orwellian.

How does archery fit in this reality? In my life it is a bit of sanity in an world turned upside down. Solace can be found in immersion. Archery has always been an immersive activity for me. When I’m shooting, all else is blocked from my mind. Look at the target and execute. There is no room for any extraneous thinking. Good. It’s what the doctor ordered.

My little range is about 5 steps long, in a garage usually reserved for a car, mower, scraps of wood and mice. In the past I used it if I had a busy day and couldn’t make it to the club. It is now being used on a daily basis. We ordered a target core, hung it from the ceiling and stuck some garage sale dots on the core for aiming points. 5 steps. While not optimal, it is more than enough to work on my shot.

No whining now, I tell myself. There is plenty to improve without arcing arrows 70 meters. Let’s clean up that motion. What about that fly away release? Yeah, let me fix that. How about that lean in motion of my shot. Ok, I’m on it. Now where is that Formaster? Ok, I know I can and should be using it. So you see, there is much to do and boy do I have the time to do it.

I sure do miss my old reality, but the truth of it all is that our realities are in constant flux, whether we realize it, or not.

 

 

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