It is Saturday night and I apparently have nothing better to do than blog. Actually, its Saturday night and I am taking time out of my busy life and writing in my blog. (whoooo perspective change!!) I have Halloween II going on in the background with my husband continuing to comment on what a lame movie it is. Amist the random screams and constant stream of swear words I sit here chewing my lip thoughtfully, trying to go from my normal ping pong thinking to something more linear.
After two weeks of physio therapy, and keeping off the ankle, I finally got the go ahead to start training again. Tomorrow I will be going it to the dojo to work on testing the waters and seeing where my boundaries will be. I intend to take it slowly and not be a "hero". I am pretty excited though and I am eager to get back to training for my belt test.
I was able to watch my first tournament today. I went along to watch my Dojo mates kick a little ass and take names while they did it. I realised today, the amazing caliber of training we get at our dojo. I think almost everyone took a medal home whether it be in kata, sparring or weapons. Some may consider us a little traditionalist, and militaristic, but after what I saw today, I think that those values serve and served us well in the field of competition. Good Job Cheneys!!
So, what have I been doing with myself for the last two weeks with my gimped ankle? Aside from electro-shock therapy (which by the way, I found a little funny due to the fact that I am extremely ticklish on my feet and each zap was like someone grabbing my foot and tickling it) and hot and cold water treatments with the physio therapist, my life was spent at home going stir crazy. I was unable to work the entire last week before spring break so its been sort of a forced extended vacation for me and limited mobility truly sucks! You really dont realise how much you take your body for granted untill something goes wrong! I was able to do alot of core work, situps, crunches and pilates while watching the first two seasons of battle star galactica (god do I love that show!! My favorite characters are Starbuck and Helo). When a friend of mine suggested a pull up bar, I managed to cajole Mark into getting one for me to work out on. I found out very quickly that doing huge amounts of pushups does not equal the amount of strength needed to do a pull up. I could barely do one. My husband snickered several times watching me struggle, however that did not really deter me from wanting to make a goal to get up to one full pull up with out cheating. Right now I am working on doing Australian pull ups and standing rows, that should work me up eventually. One vital lesson in this journey of self discovery through karate, is that it is really all about paitence. You can't rush into things and expect them to happen right away, but rather takes time and dedication to acheive your goal. That said, a little fearlessness never hurt either. Sometimes I think life is really about a series of goals, and your success or failure to achieve them .
With that thought, I bid you good night and go to bed.
Regards,
Anne
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