Knife Hand Strike
Teacher pulled me aside after noting my less than stellar attention to detail during a knife hand attack. He held up his forearm and told me to attempt a strike with my shabby hand positioning (my fingers were spread, but my thumb was tucked). Of course the energy of the strike was satisfactory, but my fingers make a nice cracking noise as they whipped at the end. Owww. Error noted and corrected.
Class focused on two major areas – knife hand and round house kicks. Teacher is really just focusing on basics to get the new folks on board and bring everyone else up back to snuff after their month off (mine was three months). My general lack of fitness as it relates to class is making itself known right away. I take pride in my regularity at the gym and my basic level of fitness, but when it comes to our basic exercises I huff and puff like an old steam engine. I know this, but I still have to make a serious effort to ramp up my breathing depth before I even start feeling the first fingers of breathlessness tugging at me.
We started with knife hand technique and added in movement to figure out the hips and how to build everything together. Teacher stopped us and had a new guy, Storm, just do the hands and it pretty much blew us away. Storm has a blackbelt in TKD and something else. It’s apparent that whatever he studied the knife-hand was something he did very well. I swear that he looked like he was moving slow, but there was an audible swish crack with every movement. After his demo everyone was studiously trying to recreate his technique. I’m use we all looked like we were having a sissy slap fight in comparison.
After break we started work on roundhouse kicks. I looked at the high grip floor with some trepidation, fearing the rotation of the foot would be really tough. After a few practice attempts the floor didn’t appear to cause too much problem.
The exercise was block with with a knife hand and then follow with a roundhouse. Teacher purposely put us with folks our own height which is nice, but Dave and I are like two praying mantis getting tangled in our own limbs. Our normal compensation for the limb length and distance problem is to step out a bit during the block to set up for a great kick. This time Teacher stopped that by forcing us switch our weight and kick with the other foot – neat! Depending on what hand I blocked with this was either easy or hard. I quickly gave up on hanging onto to the offending arm for any kind of support.
I was tired and nervous about class for some reason, but it really turned out pretty great.