Big Shūdokan 50
I guess I should express some enthusiasm for making it to my 50th class, but in all actuality I haven't passed a year and relatively speaking I haven't learned a lot of the syllabus.
That being said, I've enjoyed the class immensely and love the folks there. Progress feels slow, but every time things speed up I can barely keep up. So maybe the pace is just right for me.
Monday night I helped teach the squirrelly kids basic movement to "wear them out". All that I succeeded in was to tire myself and doubt that the kids were getting the point.
The rest of the night I spent teaching Sarah the beginnings of the staff routine, Chattan Yatta. She's got a lot of experience in her old school so she was able to pick up a lot faster than I originally did.
Living in the Rose City can be a trying experience in that life here is a never ending exposure to delicious food and wonderful beers. As my friend likes to say, "sometimes you have to pump the brakes!" referring to slowing or stopping the cycle of visiting a new restaurant or brewery every couple of days.
So I do what most people do; I find something different to get me motivated. I'm back up to 205 and I'd rather not be there since it's not muscle. So I bought some weights off Craigslist. This had to be the shadiest thing I've ever done.
"Cash only, no check" muttered the barely articulate man in a heavy eastern European accent. The boxes were brand new and I assume must have fallen off a truck somewhere. Clearly not what he had in the pictures as they were photographs he must have pulled off the web somewhere. I quickly loaded the boxes and took off.
The other part of my healthy regimen is to get back to running/jogging. I say this so often that it all sounds like a joke to me. However, after reading the book "Born to Run". I got motivated by the idea that I could possibly run longer than my best three miles.
To this end I ordered a kit to build some running sandals. We'll see how this pans out. I did a test last week to the end of my street and, low and behold, it wasn't bad. I'll let you know how it goes.