September 19, 2007

It’s the Little Things

I was exhausted from dealing with a sick toddler, so when I got to karate last night I was already dragging.  To top it off, last night was probably one of the toughest classes I have ever done.  I thought it was just because I’m still getting back into shape, but the consensus after class seemed to be the same: we worked. 

We spent a lot of time in stances: seisan, nai hanchi, fudo dachi, cat stance, etc.  By the end of the two hours, my legs were feeling like lead.  It was the perfect time to start another bout of "brown belt syndrome."  There is just so much to know, so much to learn, and so much to prepare. 

I never realized how much was involved with getting into a proper nai hanchi stance before.  I didn’t realize that you were supposed to drop your weight, reach out with your foot, and then transfer your weight into nai hanchi.  I also never thought about curling your hips up under your body to make a proper stance.  It makes a huge difference in your stance, just doing that one thing. 

So you take just those two minor things and then think about transferring them into every single thing you do. Every kata that you thought you knew you’re now adding to.  This is nothing new.  As you learn, you’re constantly adapting and adding new things into your kata, your stances, your overall technique.  Maybe it’s the six week break, but I’m feeling like there aren’t enough hours in the day to work on everything I need to work on. 

It doesn’t help that my neck is feeling more sore than usual, which is just so frustrating.  I don’t want to hurt; and I don’t want to take anymore time off.  Yes, this is a dichotomy that makes perfect sense to me (if you recall my syndromes post).  I have appointments coming up with my chiropractor and massage therapist and I’m hoping they can get me fixed up again and fast.

We also worked on self defense last night.  It’s not like riding a bicycle.  If you don’t do it, you start to lose it.  I was fine with wrist grabs and lapel grabs. But when one black belt came up and choked me, I didn’t react, I thought about it instead.  Thinking is not good when you have just seconds to get those hands off your neck.  I got him off by twisting his one hand off my neck, but I had parts of all these other techniques floating around in there and just didn’t move fast enough. 

When I came home last night I could barely life my legs up the stairs, but I took about 15 minutes and worked through some different self defense scenarios with Mr. BBM.  I need to make it part of my routine if I want these techniques to just be there inside of me, without thought.

***A long-time reader, commenter, and internet friend Deryck is having a very rough time of it lately. His daughter Persephone has been in the hospital for quite some time and is very sick.  If you’re the praying type, please remember Persephone and her family as they could use all the prayers they can get right now. 

***Thanks to KarateKim for making a donation to the Humane Society. It’s not too late.  If you’d like to help out too, see the left sidebar or click here.

***My other blog, Birth Story, is in desperate need of some new material.  If you’re a mother, father, whatever, and you have a birth story to share, please see the submission guidelines on Birth Story and send it on in!  I know I have a lot of male readers; and I’d love to have birth stories from the daddy perspective, so please get writing!!!

***Hey ladies, are you in the market for new shoes?  See that ad over there on the right hand side from RYKA?  Well, they really are giving away shoes, because I registered and won a pair of $70 sneakers!  WOO HOO!  What are you waiting for?  If I can win (the person who wins nothing-evah) then you can definitely win. 

    

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