I spent the Thursday before Mother’s Day with Pinkilicious (more about that) in her karate class taking a “Bring Mom” class. I had such a good time. I haven’t been to a karate/kickboxing class in 10 years. It is like riding a bike, you just don’t forget! We goofed off probably more than we should have but we were still working. We just put a little more into our kias and our movements than was necessary or than others did. The class felt good and fun but I’m 10 years older. I had a kickboxing career before. I had one sanction fight which I won. My coach wanted me to go on but work and my brain got in the way. I used to love boxing and watch it nonstop. I also followed the boxers new and old as much as I could back then. It’s very scary what happens to a boxer after repetitive knocks to the head. Add kicks to that and it will tear you apart quick. As a matter of fact, I won my match because my coach did some research. He found out the girl I was fighting had a bum knee. She was 15lbs heavier than me so we had to find something. I beat her by continually hitting her knee whenever possible. That and staying away from her right cross…deadly!
I think I could get back into karate but maybe I’ll just go back to yoga instead!
Later
