In which there is a Meeting of Goals
Mar. 4th, 2010 11:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serindeI said it and I did it: I rejoined the dojo three weeks ago. I am aiming for going three times per week, but certainly not less than twice or I am censured. Ideally would be every day, and maybe a weekend session or two, but let's face it, this is not real likely.
In spite of previously-referenced inexplicable anxiety attacks, this is going pretty well. Waking up at 5:15 is complete and utter ass, as you might expect, but mostly because I'd gotten really used to lazing around with coffee for an hour before even thinking about putting pants on. I also have to make sure that every last thing is prepared when I go to bed (disgustingly early) the night before, right down to planning out what I intend to wear, so I am not stymied by last-minute fashion crises. But I actually do feel better during the day, even though I feel like I'm losing a disproportionate amount of my morning AND my evening.
I was also humbly pleased to see how many people remember me, and apparently with kindness at that. The morning class attendees are, for the most part, a non-intersecting set with the lunchtime class population, but occasionally someone will cross pollinate (and I went to the 12:15 my first day, too, since I was off work). So, um, wow.
In the "plus ça change" department, I did myself an injury--well, technically, someone was thrown into me, so it's not entirely my fault, except failure to get out of the way--which I then aggravated by spending six songs in a mosh pit Tuesday night; and so this week it has been wretchedly painful to sit in seiza or to roll on my left side (because that lands your opposite ankle down). I'm not going tomorrow, and will be away the weekend, so hopefully by Monday everything will be reporting for duty again.
I have been a bit moody the last week or so; which I was hoping re-starting aikido would fix my brane a bit more, but I have a sense it's more due to increased disgust at work + insufficient home-based downtime. I shall start declining invitations again and see if that helps.
In spite of previously-referenced inexplicable anxiety attacks, this is going pretty well. Waking up at 5:15 is complete and utter ass, as you might expect, but mostly because I'd gotten really used to lazing around with coffee for an hour before even thinking about putting pants on. I also have to make sure that every last thing is prepared when I go to bed (disgustingly early) the night before, right down to planning out what I intend to wear, so I am not stymied by last-minute fashion crises. But I actually do feel better during the day, even though I feel like I'm losing a disproportionate amount of my morning AND my evening.
I was also humbly pleased to see how many people remember me, and apparently with kindness at that. The morning class attendees are, for the most part, a non-intersecting set with the lunchtime class population, but occasionally someone will cross pollinate (and I went to the 12:15 my first day, too, since I was off work). So, um, wow.
In the "plus ça change" department, I did myself an injury--well, technically, someone was thrown into me, so it's not entirely my fault, except failure to get out of the way--which I then aggravated by spending six songs in a mosh pit Tuesday night; and so this week it has been wretchedly painful to sit in seiza or to roll on my left side (because that lands your opposite ankle down). I'm not going tomorrow, and will be away the weekend, so hopefully by Monday everything will be reporting for duty again.
I have been a bit moody the last week or so; which I was hoping re-starting aikido would fix my brane a bit more, but I have a sense it's more due to increased disgust at work + insufficient home-based downtime. I shall start declining invitations again and see if that helps.
