At our dojo here in Memphis, the last Wednesday night of each month is set aside for what we call "Iron Body Training" -- a heavy physical workout, plus conditioning the various areas of the body to be able to withstand blows.
I've been away from the Memphis dojo for 5 years, and nobody in the Nashville school wanted to train like that, so it's been almost exactly 5 years since my last Iron Body class... and in that time I have seriously "rusted"!
Today, I feel like a 90-year-old man who just went 10 rounds with a heavyweight boxer. I'm tired, I'm stiff, I'm sore, and I have an interesting collection of bruises. I've even got bruises on my stomach, which is not someplace I normally bruise!
To make matters worse, I hadn't realized that last night was the last Wednesday of the month. The weather wasn't bad, so I walked the 2 - 2.5 miles to the dojo, and only then did I find out what was in store!
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Hugs..um.. no make that ::gentle:: hugs
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OTOH -- that walk probably saved you from feeling like a 180 y.o. who went 20 rounds ending in a k.o.....
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Thanks!
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Clearly, I've got some ground to cover, and quickly, if I want to get back to anything like the way I used to do those classes.
There was one of the striking areas in particular, the outsides of the thighs, where I could act as the "target" for 2-3 people in a row. They'd kick my thigh with their shins... and their shins would give out first! This time, I was gritting my teeth to make it through a single partner! 8-(
::sighs::
I'm reminded of a saying ran into a while back: The older I get, the better I used to be!
LOL
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I have to be careful about the bourbon, though. Let's just say that alcohol affects my system in some unusual ways. For starters, I can't go to sleep until I've oxydized the alcohol!
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City/interstate: Okay, those I can't do much about. Best I can offer is the opportunity to build some happier memories associated with the city, to commiserate about "that spot" after you arrive, and to remind you that the friend is (thankfully!) still with us.