Showing posts with label my karate lessons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my karate lessons. Show all posts

Saturday, 20 September 2008

MARTIAL SPIRIT


Sensei bows to us and asks us to pick a partner. Our Gi's are already soaked through and we are gasping for air. I note my blood gushing through my meridians like hose pipe water, my muscles warm and ready. I face Nigel as he attacks without warning. I retreat back at an angle, knowing he will pursue. I change direction quickly avoiding his speedy back fist. I defend decently against his attacks and then watch his eyes and waist for the next flurrying encounter. I counter back with some artillery of my own, as I work out a way to defeat him. The cat n mouse changes and Sensei tells us to switch stances and partners. I jog to Andy and let him have some. He pays me back royally and I extinguish the feeling of not been as good as last week. Maybe they are improving? Jack faces me with a warm grin and a reverse punch which nearly reintroduces me to my toast. I focus on my footwork and I settle down, god this feels great. I love this moment it is safe and free of everything, we are one family. I turn to greet Craig with a side kick, love that kick. Finally when were done fighting we move on to push ups between chairs and Kata practice. I've had a good workout, but need to do more homework.

Saturday, 19 July 2008

C.T.S.K ACADEMY

Drive to Karate, I need a good sweat. Sit ups and press ups which tighten the chest. Enter the Dojo with a bow, Sensei's swinging a Bo Staff...wow!
Say 'Hi.' to Trever with his bad foot, try and spar with Nigel avoiding his nut. There goes Craig, Rich and Sanjai too, think Andy's just popped to the loo. I nod to Joanne, she's got hidden strength that one,I check for some change but find none.
I turn 180 as I hear 'Hello Duane!'
I answer right back, 'Hi, how are you Shane?'
He Say's, 'Well, sparring Nigel's like fighting a train.'
I send him a reply, 'But you're doing so well.'
And all of these people and I so gel. I'm sick of them Rugby players over on that grass, if I ever find an onion I'll stick it up their ***!
Working with Sanjai, he praises me well. But he's unable to see that he's coming on swell. Andy, I feel, has come on the most. I tell him this while digesting some toast. There's no ego's here, no worry, no threat. Ive just gone through my Kata's, and now I'm soaking wet.
I'm nothing special, I am no one. Making mistakes is a learning gate. These people are for life, for we are Martial Artists...our Sensei's a great bloke, unless he unleashing the choke! Different styles is my choice, and it's nice choosing. When you do what you enjoy, there's no winning or losing. Every lesson's a quest, another technique to add to your nest. I love Kung Fu too, there's stuff on you tube which is new. Practice what you watch and what you read, and you'll have more knowledge for your brain to feed. We are at the end of another post, I hope it finds you in your place you love the most.
Ill leave you with this, it relates to us all, and will pick you up if you start to fall.