Holy smokes!
Now, don't laugh. This is sooooo badass. I just saw this today in my friendly neighborhood bookshop, Diesel Books, and I laughed at first too (BTW, check out the Casual-T's Recommended Reading for some bitchin' picks). But damn, the guy featured on the cover who wrote this book is AMAZING. Shi Yan Ming is a Shaolin monk living in New York who gives classes in kung-fu in his loft. He is 45 years old, and he has a magnificent body. Oh, the flexibility! Oh, the fantastic glutes! He can bite his toes, yo!
In addition to demonstrating a Shaolin workout, this book has a lot of Buddhist teachings of the sort that you could get in a semi-decent kung-fu film -- things like communing with yourself and with others, and being a good person -- but he also chimes in with some feel-good body image mantras (do not start a new endeavor, like a workout, by saying you are fat; remember you are fine the way you are, and that you are just polishing yourself). But this book isn't about enlightenment in 28 days. Neither is it about learning to kick ass the Shaolin way in less than a month. It does illustrate a step by step way to get to a Shaolin ass-kicking body in 10-30 minutes a day, with step by step instructions modeled by some serious eye candy. Yes!
Damn, I'm getting this. While I feel pretty good now, I fear that without this kind of intervention, I will become a creaky unmuscled 40-something in a decade or so. Ack! A decade to 40-something. Can't time stop right now?
Now, don't laugh. This is sooooo badass. I just saw this today in my friendly neighborhood bookshop, Diesel Books, and I laughed at first too (BTW, check out the Casual-T's Recommended Reading for some bitchin' picks). But damn, the guy featured on the cover who wrote this book is AMAZING. Shi Yan Ming is a Shaolin monk living in New York who gives classes in kung-fu in his loft. He is 45 years old, and he has a magnificent body. Oh, the flexibility! Oh, the fantastic glutes! He can bite his toes, yo!
In addition to demonstrating a Shaolin workout, this book has a lot of Buddhist teachings of the sort that you could get in a semi-decent kung-fu film -- things like communing with yourself and with others, and being a good person -- but he also chimes in with some feel-good body image mantras (do not start a new endeavor, like a workout, by saying you are fat; remember you are fine the way you are, and that you are just polishing yourself). But this book isn't about enlightenment in 28 days. Neither is it about learning to kick ass the Shaolin way in less than a month. It does illustrate a step by step way to get to a Shaolin ass-kicking body in 10-30 minutes a day, with step by step instructions modeled by some serious eye candy. Yes!
Damn, I'm getting this. While I feel pretty good now, I fear that without this kind of intervention, I will become a creaky unmuscled 40-something in a decade or so. Ack! A decade to 40-something. Can't time stop right now?
posted by Ammie at 7:27 PM
1 Comments:
I like him too. He is crazy. Look at those eyes.
It feels good to have a toned muscular body.. it feels like being a wild animal.. ready to spring into action.
I remember the feeling.. being able to leap over walls with ease.. walking down the street and knowing you could reduce most of the people on the sidewalk into bloody shreds if needed.
Eh.. well
It's good while it lasts.
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