Vade retro!

It's not quite an hour before I leave for my first aikido class, and for some reason I've got stomach butterflies and loads of apprehension and a whimpering voice telling me not to do it--even though I know I really want to.

This really feels like what Ironrose calls "the lizard brain" coming out to play--all the conditioning telling me that this is not what I should be doing. (For the longer treatise, click here.)

The lizard brain scuppered my SCA fighting once already. It's not going to win this time.

Take _that_!

The lizard-brain has been pummeled into fine paste. I just had one of the best hours of my life--so good that the impending dark cloud of house psychodrama has been purged from my soul, at least for the nonce. Moral: Exercise Is Good, Exercise You Enjoy Is The Best Thing Ever.

Mind, I haven't done anything except lots of falling down and stepping forward and backward and pivoting yet. Can't wait to see how I feel once I start putting it all together.