Squatting Now!

#gonetorun this morning and came across a bizarre happening.

I am trudging up the Waverock hillside and notice a chap doing squats in a perfect posture about 200-300 meters away. That he is doing so next to a car seems strange but not completely unbelievable. I have stopped the car in middle of long drives and did drills - push-ups and sit-ups - to get the Chi flowing again. To each his own OCD, I thought.

100 meters later I began to wonder otherwise. The form seems fine, knees slightly bent and  hips dipping perfectly to the ground but his hands, shouldn’t they be cross resting on his shoulders? From afar it seemed that was the case but now I see hands a little higher than the shoulder. Perhaps this dedicated fitness freak is making it tougher for himself.

50 meters away from him now and clarity emerges. The chap is no fitness freak and no, he isn’t squatting to tone up his quads and strengthening hamstrings. His hands are crossed alright but touching his ears, not shoulders. He is prostrating on the side of a car. Indeed, some people like to treat vehicles with godly respect but this is bordering on stupidity now, I thought.

10 meters away from the guy and I notice a bald chap sitting in the car. That’s when the real story emerges. Turns out that the boss is dealing out corporal punishment to his driver, literally counting the squats. Right in the middle of a busy road.

In 200 meters I go from admiration to disgust about humanity.