It was not my best class of karate last Monday. I felt off. Maybe it's the cold I'm still fighting but when our instructor took us through the 36 self defense techniques, I often had to think hard about how one would start and such things. I even did a totally different technique than the one asked, only to realize it when he called the next one. I was not reacting to what he was calling, but trying to do them in the order I though they would come. Really not my best.
We then worked on some deflecting and it went a bit better. By deflecting, I mean if someone is attempting a lapel grab and I just do that, deflect him and get out of his way in such a manner that he's left grabbing air. Was very interesting.
That cold I just mentionned is kinda going away, but I have decided that I would not take a class today. Next class will be Saturday.
One who seems to be enjoying her karate is my wife. She was disciplined enough yesterday to leave work at 5pm sharp in order to attend her second karate class. Not sure if you remember, but I must have mentionned in the past about my frustrations with her not always being able to be home on time for me to leave for karate. Well to see her dedicated to not missing her class is absolutely fantastic to me.
And even better, she seems to be digging it. She told me that last night's class wasn't so much cardio work, but that she could feel how she worked her abs by simply having to hold the forward stance for a good part of the class. She was just like a kid as she got home and I asked her what she'd learned. She quickly replied "don't say it, don't say it, it goes like this!" and she demonstrated to me a well done KC #1. Way to go momma. :)
Meanwhile for Andrew, since he's done almost enough class in advance not to have to go more than maybe 8 to 10 times this Summer, I decided that we would start skipping his Tuesday class and go back to a two a week schedule. He asked me why and I I explained it to him, reminding him how he usually stops for a few weeks during Summer time. He told me that this Summer, he doesn't want to stopp for too long. He added "cause I love karate, dad!". That's my boy... :)
FM
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
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Good for your boy and your wife!
GO Frogman's Family!!!
I remember a post about her not making it. :) Glad that's behind you both.
Heal fast!
I hate it when my mind chooses the time I'm trying to remember what to do to think of... nothing. Or to remember nothing. Or to remember something else. HEY UP THERE! There's a karate class going on! WAKE UP AND DO SOMETHING. SMOKING BREAK'S OVER! Back to your workstations, brain-workers.
And just to be funny, when I try to empty my mind, it suddenly fills up with unneccessary static noise.
grrrr.
memory sometimes is weird.
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