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serindeInstead of being sleepy-tired, I'm physically tired. (ph34r my exciting life.)
This is on account of going to class today; and since it's Friday, it was very active, and I was not in what little form I have after the whole being sick thing. Worked with another student (Chris); again, friendly, nice, and helpful. I should probably just differentiate anyone who's _not_, should I find such an one...
It was also pretty warm in there, in spite of the fans going full-blast. I shudder to think what it'll be like in August. Claire said in the locker room that it does in fact get deadly during summer--you have to drink a huge bottle of water an hour or two before class, and another after.
At one point when we were working in groups, I felt the whole rest of the group cringe watching me roll, and therefore it was not a surprise when one of the black belts in it (Peter) took me aside for more remedial rolling. The problems remain the same as before, but each advice-giver's approach is different, so hopefully by putting them all together I will eventually stop bumping. I think they were right to cringe--I'm feeling that tightness which means I'm gonna be a sore pooky in a while. "But it's a _good_ pain!"
There seem to be a heck of a lot of black belts who come Friday lunchtime. I think they actually outnumbered unbelted students today. I presume it's because Hal teaches at a sort of fast pace, so they get more out of it than they would at a slower-moving class.
It seems that Sugano-sensei is in the hospital after an emergency foot amputation on account of diabetes. They say he will be fitted for a prosthetic and will be able to aikido again in time. I'm still somewhat croggled by the diabetes-can-make-you-lose-a-limb thing, in spite of the fact that it's happened to several family members (though none I really had to do with--I mean, Dad's mother died when I was four, and though I remember being taken to see her before that I didn't at all recall her missing a leg). But anyways, am hoping all goes well.
I don't think I'm actually getting thinner, at least not according to my belt notches, but I _feel_ as if I were. Very odd.
Did some sewing last night (and realized I'd fucked up the work I'd done previously...snarl) but I can't get the damn neck facing to work right. Argl. I think I'm going to need Beth's help. I wish I could do _something_ on my own clue.
Still of two minds about going to the protest tomorrow. Whether I do or whether I don't, though, I still want to find a nice big honkin' (preferably rainbow-colored) peace symbol patch to sew to the back of my camouflage jacket. 8th St. and/or St. Marks should be able to hook me up, I daresay. I also want to get a T-shirt of the album cover of Megadeth's "Peace Sells...But Who's Buying". Seems terribly apropos.
And yes, I know the ObMusic is off a different album. Hush.
This is on account of going to class today; and since it's Friday, it was very active, and I was not in what little form I have after the whole being sick thing. Worked with another student (Chris); again, friendly, nice, and helpful. I should probably just differentiate anyone who's _not_, should I find such an one...
It was also pretty warm in there, in spite of the fans going full-blast. I shudder to think what it'll be like in August. Claire said in the locker room that it does in fact get deadly during summer--you have to drink a huge bottle of water an hour or two before class, and another after.
At one point when we were working in groups, I felt the whole rest of the group cringe watching me roll, and therefore it was not a surprise when one of the black belts in it (Peter) took me aside for more remedial rolling. The problems remain the same as before, but each advice-giver's approach is different, so hopefully by putting them all together I will eventually stop bumping. I think they were right to cringe--I'm feeling that tightness which means I'm gonna be a sore pooky in a while. "But it's a _good_ pain!"
There seem to be a heck of a lot of black belts who come Friday lunchtime. I think they actually outnumbered unbelted students today. I presume it's because Hal teaches at a sort of fast pace, so they get more out of it than they would at a slower-moving class.
It seems that Sugano-sensei is in the hospital after an emergency foot amputation on account of diabetes. They say he will be fitted for a prosthetic and will be able to aikido again in time. I'm still somewhat croggled by the diabetes-can-make-you-lose-a-limb thing, in spite of the fact that it's happened to several family members (though none I really had to do with--I mean, Dad's mother died when I was four, and though I remember being taken to see her before that I didn't at all recall her missing a leg). But anyways, am hoping all goes well.
I don't think I'm actually getting thinner, at least not according to my belt notches, but I _feel_ as if I were. Very odd.
Did some sewing last night (and realized I'd fucked up the work I'd done previously...snarl) but I can't get the damn neck facing to work right. Argl. I think I'm going to need Beth's help. I wish I could do _something_ on my own clue.
Still of two minds about going to the protest tomorrow. Whether I do or whether I don't, though, I still want to find a nice big honkin' (preferably rainbow-colored) peace symbol patch to sew to the back of my camouflage jacket. 8th St. and/or St. Marks should be able to hook me up, I daresay. I also want to get a T-shirt of the album cover of Megadeth's "Peace Sells...But Who's Buying". Seems terribly apropos.
And yes, I know the ObMusic is off a different album. Hush.
