Jan 12, 2010 13:35
I don't know if I mentioned it here or not, but the kung fu school closed for December while we looked for a new location. We have opened up in a temporary location in a masonic temple. The work out room isn't quite as big as our old one, but it will have to do while we continue looking for alternate spaces in the area. I keep saying "we", but really I have nothing to do with it.
The new location opened up on January 4, and I got in as good a workout as I could, which didn't feel that great. I was exhausted, my kicks felt ineffective, and jumping up and down was really difficult. Thursday night was more of the same, as was my private lesson on Sunday morning. Last night didn't feel much better, but I did get a bit bruised up. Over New Years weekend I had been thinking how I hadn't been beaten and bruised by kung fu classes in a while, and how I missed the feeling. It has now returned, and I am not missing it anymore.
I'm not regretting it. Don't get me wrong on that. I am enjoying the bruises. They make me feel alive.
Maybe if I train hard enough and toughen myself up I will have the strength to beat the world back a bit?