Crick, crack. Crick Crack. “Jeeze,” I thought to myself. “Is this what my wife heard over the years?”
With the plethora of new students Teacher is making a very solid beginners lesson plan which requires endless repetition of the kicks and work on stances. In our discussions last year before my Brown Belt exam he was emphasizing that I needed to be an example in form and so on. The primary example is that I present the stance in it’s most traditional form (Japanese not Korean). Let’s just say that I have a very difficult time having the top of my leg in parallel to the ground.
So he explains to the class that because of my age some the things that should be done and emulated aren’t going to happen.
Well, pride goeth before the fall. I forced myself in a lower stance (still not the parallel) and felt pretty good about it because it wasn’t too uncomfortable on my knees – and then noticed the clicking noise. That just doesn’t sound healthy.
Long story short – I’m back on the glucosamine and cutting back on jogging.
After class back to Teachers place for beer and therapy. Then called into work at midnight. Tough morning the next day.