This happens to me occasionally. Whether it’s waking up to exercise early, going to the gym after work or going to my karate classes… there are times where I just simply am not in the mood to do it. Those are the times that I struggle with myself. I don’t usually have a reason to not do it. If I were tired, sore, hurt, etc. then I could justify my skipping of the workout. But Tuesday was simply a day where I did not feel like going to karate. I wanted to just stay in bed, watch TV and be lazy. I didn’t feel like going and punching the heavy bag, possibly punching each other, doing pushups and sit ups and whatever else was in store. I didn’t feel like practicing high kicks that make my hips feel like they are going to pop out of the socket. Nope… didn’t feel like it at all.
What I did feel like, however, was this gigantic corn dog.
You can’t tell me that the thought of this corn dog being in your belly doesn’t give you chills. I can’t guarantee it is chills of joy or disgust, but I am sure chills are induced. An 18 inch corn dog stuffed with cheese, jalapenos and bacon. That’s right… bacon.
Luckily for me, it is located in Arizona. If I ever decide to go to a Diamondbacks baseball game, or simply go to Arizona for whatever other reason, I am definitely spending my calories on this.
It’s worth the heart attack.
Anyway, despite my lack of enthusiasm for going to karate, I still went. It was one of those days where I feel bad for my sensai. He puts this class on for free because he loves the art form enough to do that. We don’t have a fancy studio or dojo or anywhere that we can definitively go so we are at the mercy of the places we use. He doesn’t require anyone to be there, doesn’t look down on people who may not show up, and encourages you whether it’s your first time or 100th time. But when we show up at class and nobody else is there except us, the sensai and his son… it makes you wonder if he really wants to keep spending his time doing this. I hope he does. I won’t be able to be at every class, but I certainly will be doing all I can so he isn’t wasting his time.
Since the class was so small we did not do the normal things. We worked on kata forms for a while which is something that we need to memorize and perfect in order to move up in belts. Then my wife and I spent time working on the heavy bag with pushups, sit ups and squats between each round while the more tenured students worked on more difficult katas. After my wife and I were done with ten 2 minute rounds with exercises between them and very short breaks (which meant that we were sweating quite profusely and barely able to move), sensai gave us the option to go home which my wife jumped on whole-heartedly. I don’t blame her. Prior to being there I would have gone home happily. But once I was there, I didn’t mind staying. But if my boss wants to go home, we go home… and I certainly didn’t argue.
That was the bulk of my Tuesday. I won’t get into what happened Tuesday night as it involves me being unhappy at all hours of the night with Gidget. Not her fault, not going to hold it against her, but man I need some sleep.
Breakfast – 3 garlic eggs in a tortilla
Snacks – Protein and granola bars
Lunch – Chicken gyros
Dinner – Chicken patty sandwich and fries
An hour+ of walking at work
An hour of Kyokushin Karate