Home from The Walk

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Okay, so we didn't go to the seminar last weekend. Friday afternoon still found me sluggish and unmotivated. What the hell, it was my first weekend off in a long time.

I went to Saturday's aikido class. This was fun and challenging as there were only three of us there and C was preparing for an exam (B couldn't decide if it was ikkyu or shodan). This largely involved B picking technique from the requirements and making C throw me a lot. This was fun, but C is definitely pumped about the whole thing and I was very tired at the end of it all.

Well, this weekend was only slightly different. E came in from out of town to teach. I haven't practiced with him for a while. He was picking C a lot as uke, which was okay with me and explains a bit why C was the way he was last weekend. Still, even with only four of us on the mat this time (not counting E), I wasn't nearly so tired.

The weird moment of the day was when I bumped into Joseph in the change room. Sweet belly of Artemis. He's moved from Indianapolis to Houston. He's doing work with inner city kids and "consulting" on the side with the "ultra-rich" (whatever that means). He has a carry permit for a firearm (scary!).

It's weird to see him now when I haven't trained with him in so long. A part of me wonders what it would be like now after I've been doing aikido for this long. What would sparring with him be like? He used to be my big scary monster, the guy who freaked me out in sparring. Other people could beat me, hurt me, make me angry, but only Joseph could out and out scare me.

Not that he was cruel. I was never intentionally injured by him (I think he broke my nose by accident). I can't say as much for my experiences in aikido (think of those guys from R). I don't have a good explanation for it. He certainly pushed my buttons.

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The walk was fun, just the four of us. As usual the conversation was all over the map and carried on the same way when we got back to OffWhyte. It was a lovely day out and I'll count myself lucky if I didn't get burned somewhere along the way.

So this what weekends are like. I'd almost forgotten.

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Hooray for weekends

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So this what weekends are like. I'd almost forgotten.



Hope you can have more weekends again now?



I went to Saturday's aikido class.



I'm going to try and start training again this week, after far too long away for all the good reasons that you know about. There are three classes per week, Tuesday night, Thursday night and Friday night. But the Thursday class will be finishing for the summer soon,

being the University one. And Friday nights, I need to be home... Twice per week would be better, but once per week would be good for now.


I can't say as much for my experiences in aikido



Are you saying that the `guys from R' were cruel? I would react badly to cruelty.

Re: Hooray for weekends

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I have a clear memory from a seminar where a bunch of "guys from R" showed up and the one I have the strongest negative reaction to was practicing with me. My wrist was taped up due to a previous injury. We were working on kotegaeshi (that sort of outside wrist twist where you either fall back or over the arm).

After several turns back and forth, out of the blue he cranks really hard on the injured wrist and I have to sit out. His only comment was, "Sorry. Sometimes, I swear you could have a neon sign taped to it but I'd just forget and slam it on." I had an amazingly strong urge to hurt him.

Let's just say they had a reputation.

Boo to bullies

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Urgle :-(