Bent, folded, spindled
This last weekend marked my return to martial arts after a 2 year hiatus. Sure I'd practiced on my own, but there's only so far you can go with that. After 7 hours of multiple-opponent and grappling scenarios on Saturday, and 2 hours of sticks and grappling tonight I feel fully back in the swing of things. Sure there's skills that have diminished over the last couple years, and sure a bunch of muscles hurt right now, but the hurt in the right way.
It's good to be back.
It's good to be back.