Me Am Bruised — Wheee!

I’m back from a martial arts — um, what do you call it?  Seminar?  Long-distance class?  (It was held in San Antonio.) Since this was my first one, I didn’t know what to expect.  As it is, it was a cross between the training class I was used to and what I suspect cruise-ship leisure activities would be like: the teacher was my usual instructor, plus a handful of his usual students as demonstrators (including me); and his class were relatively nice but clueless folk. 

 I’m bruised because my class partner was one of the rare ones in that class — somebody who wasn’t afraid to take a fall or inflict some form of damage to make the technique work.  It was some setwork that I’ve seen in the higher ranks of my class, so I felt clunky doing it, and so was my partner.  I’d say that my partner and I were about equal in ability.  So it stunned me that he 1) was a federal marshall as his day job, and 2) was going to teach the next class seminar.

I don’t know what to think about that, since I know 1) I suck, and 2) um… no, there’s no number two.  I still suck.  ::shrug::  But I feel I had a good workout this past Saturday, because I have some bruises and even a rug burn to show for it.


About lizardqueen

If single-mothering were a paid job, I'd be rich. However, it doesn't, so I write (which doesn't pay the bills) and teach (which does). I'm overly-educated in the liberal arts, but that doesn't hinder my ability to be pragmatic and realistic. YAY.
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One Response to Me Am Bruised — Wheee!

  1. happycrow says:

    Don’t tell Kevin you got rug-burn, he’ll never let you hear the end of it…

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