Tuesday’s karate class was the first time I thought to myself, “do I want to stick this out?”
To start off, let me say that I don’t think of myself as a weakling. Nor do I mind some pain. I played football, baseball, basketball, wrestling and did track & field for many years. I ran myself to death, lifted weights, pounded heads, got contorted and twisted and got up to do it all again. I know that in order to grow, you have to take some pain whether it’s in life to grow your mind knowledge or your muscles by tearing them apart to let them heal and grow.
But I don’t know if I really want to stand around for 5 minutes getting hit repeatedly.
I completely understand why my sensai wants to do things this way. After we were done and I was pretty close to puking for the second time, he told us how – if we were to get in a fight on the streets – the people would not be holding back their punches. We need to get used to the pain, get used to taking a punch and also get used to hitting other people. I don’t mind doing it for a minute or two. Maybe throwing 10 or 20 punches. But we rotated through 5 people and spent a minute per person doing it. I guess people can build up their tolerance or are already tolerant because about half the people didn’t seem to have a problem.
Unfortunately I can’t go up to my sensai and tell him I don’t want to participate. I also can’t pick and choose what I do in the class. It’s sort of an all-or-nothing thing. He has told us in the past he doesn’t want us coming just to exercise because we could be going to Zumba classes if that were the case. He wants to train us so we can be prepared for anything in the real world.
So should I hit up the nearest Zumba class instead?
I don’t really know what to do in this situation. I don’t want to be one of the statistics who stops showing up and is finished, but I also don’t want to do it to this extent. Like I said, I’ll take some punches here and there, but not being able to bend over or stretch without being in pain isn’t exactly what I had in mind. The photograph I posted before of my bruises looks worse than I do now, but I FEEL worse than I did then.
I guess I’ll have to think on it. If I do decide to quit I also have to decide if I’m going to simply stop going or man up and admit to him why I am choosing not to come.
Guess I got some thinkin’ to do.
Other than getting beat on far too much, Tuesday beat on me in another way. The repairman came to fix the laundry machine but informed us that the part was not available and he would have to order it. This was after waiting a week for the repairman to come and then finding out his wife was in labor and having to find another one. I guess I’ll be at the laundromat again in a day or two since the kids haven’t done laundry in a while.
Sometimes I hate technology.
Breakfast – 3 garlic eggs in a tortilla
Snacks – Protein bars
Lunch – Cafe Rio chicken burrito
Dinner – Chicken nuggets
An hour+ of walking at work
2 hours of kyokushin karate