With Shannon's broken arm and inability to participate in sports, I admit that I've been slacking off on going to taekwondo practice.
I don't see it as a bad thing either, for the past nearly five years I had been religious about going to class at least four days/week. The only time I didn't go this often was when I tore a tendon in the bottom of my foot, but through all my other assorted injuries, including a really dorked up lower back, I continued to train. I never missed a testing, ever. I just kept trucking along.
When I was in jury duty this past winter, I had to miss a few weeks and it was actually kind of nice. I had a bit more time for my family. Who knew?! Anyhow, I slowly came to the reality that it was okay to slow it down a bit. I'm a second degree black belt, which is something that I would have never dreamed of achieving in the past. I'd love to test for fourth degree one day, but I'm in no hurry to get there. In class we talk about balance, physical, mental, and emotional, and I came to see that my life was a bit out of balance. So I cut back. Given the price of gas, ten 12-mile round trips also starts adding up money-wise, so I vowed to be better about not doing so much driving back and forth.
So for about three months now, I've been pretty out of it and I've missed it. As you know, I've put back on a few pounds too, and I need that exercise and stretching on a regular basis. My back has started acting up on me, and I know it's based in a lack of core strength, so I'm working on that too.
So this week I'm back in class, and last night I really felt like an old woman. I had bags of frozen peas on my ankle and my knee. I am black and blue all over again, and I had kind of forgotten about that part. We sparred the entire class yesterday and within about ten seconds, I could see how out of shape I have gotten. UGH! I hate that! I felt big and still and slow, like a meatball with feet. I can NOT jump anymore. Seriously. I have always been vertically challenged when it comes to getting both feet off of the ground at the same time, but this was ridiculous!
We had a little "mini tournament" in class because there's a regional tournament in Lexington this weekend (no, I won't be competing!), so we were practicing. I won the class tourney, but man. I need to get it back together!
My days of going five days a week are over, but I have to be more consistent. I know it'll probably take a good few months to get my groove back and I want to, because I hate feeling like I'm an old lady, even if I am the third oldest student in the school (our oldest student is 75, by the way, and he's awesome!). Being an aging jock is NO fun!