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I have been doing foundation since last February, and I have run into highs and lows in planche training. The highs for me have been knowing I am getting stronger in the position (planche leans) and realizing I can lean farther. The lows = muscle irritation every so often when I feel as if I am "pushing" myself too far. As of lately, I took a break from planche work for about two weeks due to my inside portion of my bicep (near the elbow on the medial side) becoming irritated. Although the only time it becomes irritated is when I RUB on it and then realize "Oh that feels kind of weird". Its as if I am scaring myself into thinking I'm on the verge of some huge injury. Has anyone experienced something along the lines of that before?

A year ago, before I started the foundation program, I could do a very ugly L-sit for about 20 sec. This is me about a month ago messing around with L-sit variations just for fun. I was NOWHERE close to even being able to hold this. I can't wait to look back on this a year from now to see where I am.

It's been a while since I've been on here. Last year around this time I fractured my right scapula mountainbiking. The resulting nerve damage caused me chronic pain in the upper back and put an end to my strength training for almost a year. Overall, I haven't lost too much strength, but alas my handstands have suffered greatly. My injury came at a pivotal point in my OAHS training (only just having surpassed the 5+ second milestone) and as you might have guessed, a year off my hands has put me essentially back at square one. Low mobility. Bad form. Weak wrists and shoulders. No more presses. Even my normal HS dropped from minutes to barely staying up for 30 seconds, much less with good form. I am but a shell of what I once was. However, a couple of months ago, the pain finally subsided. I decided, tentatively, to start training again. First it was a few push ups here, a few pull ups there. I hit the weights again to help me regain some lost muscle mass. About a month ago, I started working out in earnest, three to four times a week for about an hour each day. I decided to finally return to my hands once again. The progress has been slow and frustrating. However well I got to know my body, I'd well and truly forgotten. In the last several weeks I've been dedicating one hour a day to handbalancing (a mere third of what I had set aside in the past). It's not pretty. In fact, it's downright ugly. But after weeks of barely managing to keep my weight up on one arm, it's something. Untitled.mov It's hard to be happy with it; the duration is short, my flexibility is poor, my back is arched, I'm twisting all over the place, and I barely look like I know what I'm doing, but I'd be lying if I said I was anything other than ecstatic to finally have a shred of my former self return. It's a long road back to where I was, and an even longer one to where I want to be. Hopefully the coming weeks and months will yield better results as I regain some mobility. Thanks for watching, and a special thanks to those who read all that crap. Any and all criticism is welcomed with open arms. Be harsh. It'll strengthen my resolve.