Crilloan
Sentinel
Have you ever had the experience of forced total reevaluation of your fitness?
I finally managed to get enough "cojones" to revisit my old Dojo for a karate session this evening. I've spent some minor time doing Aikido there during the last spring, but have failed miserably to get back to dirty, painfully and fulfilling kyokoshinkai.
It have been decades..
I had a minor depression after my last job and finally crawled back to sanity with going to the gym regularly and felt myself slowly coming back to shape, new job starting in a couple of weeks (for first time ever I will probably have to play on top of my game to succeed with it, nice change )
So there I am, time to do things I've been afraid of. Lets start with the short friday pass since its only 60 minutes…
its 60 minutes of revelation, pain and lack of breath
..and fun
I'm going on 42 for next event, I'm carrying ~7-8 kg more than necessary but I do move regularly. And thats not worth anything I find out.
facing an old hand, 10+ years my superior and exchanging blows and kicks on pads or my ribs it comes to me between my forced breathing and taste of blood in my mouth.
"God dammit! I'm in lousy shape!"
Im having a glass of wine now, it tastes very, very good
Have a nice weekend
C
I finally managed to get enough "cojones" to revisit my old Dojo for a karate session this evening. I've spent some minor time doing Aikido there during the last spring, but have failed miserably to get back to dirty, painfully and fulfilling kyokoshinkai.
It have been decades..
I had a minor depression after my last job and finally crawled back to sanity with going to the gym regularly and felt myself slowly coming back to shape, new job starting in a couple of weeks (for first time ever I will probably have to play on top of my game to succeed with it, nice change )
So there I am, time to do things I've been afraid of. Lets start with the short friday pass since its only 60 minutes…
its 60 minutes of revelation, pain and lack of breath
..and fun
I'm going on 42 for next event, I'm carrying ~7-8 kg more than necessary but I do move regularly. And thats not worth anything I find out.
facing an old hand, 10+ years my superior and exchanging blows and kicks on pads or my ribs it comes to me between my forced breathing and taste of blood in my mouth.
"God dammit! I'm in lousy shape!"
Im having a glass of wine now, it tastes very, very good
Have a nice weekend
C