Maswrestling

Some years ago I watched a documentary in Australia. A writer decided to write a book about the hottest, coldest, wettest and driest places on earth. He called it "Going to Extremes." His publisher twisted his arm. Off to Yakutia in north eastern Siberia he went to a village called Oimyakon, in the Verkhoyansk mountains. On his journeys in Yakutia, among other things he participate in a Sakha sport called "maswrestling."  It looked like a lot of fun, and I have always wanted to try it ever since.

Last Saturday I got my chance and I was thrilled. Some technique would have helped. I did not realise I was not supposed to stand up, which is why I lost the second bout. (I should not have told myself mentally that I would lose. I think I expected it to be harder than what it was. I shall now mentally practice to win next year!)