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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.
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.