TREND ALERT: Primal Fitness (cue the Palaeolithic era)

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Photo: Primal Movement Academy

What do you call lifting, carrying, crawling, pushing, pulling, throwing, running, squatting, and jumping? If you're over the age of 40 - it's called exercise.  If you're a pretentious IG or Tik Tok twit, you label it as primal fitness. 

Wait a second: is this what moronic influencers do all day? Sit around thinking of vacuous new names for existing things? Is this their sole focus of their existence? Ugh.

Back to the story.

The new trend among the pretentious and gullible is an exercise routine these posers define as, "foundational movement patterns to increase efficiency in everyday life." Huh? From what I was able gather, the patterns include pushing, pulling, rotation, and a bunch of other nonsense. Um, isn't this what in the old days was referred to as cross-functional or strength training?  I guess the IG and Tik Tok crowd need to put their own spin on it to make it sound fashionable.

In a Muscle & Fitness article, Danny Hartmann who is a primal fitness personal trainer, says this about it:

“Our primal ancestors had great aerobic fitness, outstanding muscular endurance and strength, and optimal levels of flexibility and mobility that served as a prerequisite for movement," says Hartmann, painting a picture of what benefits will come from going back to the basics." Read More

WTH? Going back to basics? Our primal ancestors were busy running away from sabre tooth tigers, living in dirt caves, and hunting whatever the they could find in the wilderness. They didn't have "great aerobic fitness". They were trying to stay alive by whatever means necessary. I think evolution is working backwards because people are getting more and more stupid and gullible with each passing year.



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