Cruising around the web recently, I stumbled across an exercise called Hindu Pushups. You can see the technique here, read about it here, and (of course) buy a book about it from this guy.
The exercise promises functional strength, endurance, flexibility, peace of mind, and “a deep feeling of connectedness” as well.
Who wouldn’t want that?
I’m not ready to blow hundreds of dollars on yet-another miraculous self-improvement course, but I started doing Hindu Pushups. They’re hard work, much more so than traditional pushups. My body cracks like a tree branch under a car tire. I guess I’m not getting much shoulder movement in my typical day of sitting at a desk writing email, because by three reps into a set of Hindu Pushups they’re popping like a six-pack on a summer afternoon.
I hope the racket dies down eventually. It’s unsettling. It’s hard to believe I’m doing something good for my body when it sounds like it’s on the verge of splitting in two.