Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Landing On My Feet

I moved a couple of weeks ago, and except for one notable exception, I haven't trained much in three weeks.

THREE.  WHOLE.  WEEKS.

Ugh.

I have no gruntles left.

Sure, it's a lot to take on in a short period of time, and yeah, I have excuses for not being in the dojo.  Moving long-distance without hiring help is a huge undertaking. Plus we had family in (both sides) because of Older Kidlet's high school graduation. Very few of you reading this are thinking, "Dang, Chickie, you lazy thing, you could be training even 20 minutes a day."

I didn't say "None of you" because I'm sure there's gotta be a couple thinking exactly that.  If it makes you feel vindicated, I sorta feel that way too.

To be honest, I just plain ran out of physical and mental gas.

This blog is subtitles "Musings of a Middle-Aged Modern Arnisadora" for a reason.  I am middle-aged.  The body just gives out when the mind is still willing.  And most of the time, the mind was fried, too.

Getting old, man.  Yikes.

Anyway, I'm making up for lost time now that about 75% of my stuff is put away and I can think about things other than "Where is the thing? I know I packed the thing. DID I FORGET THE THING??"

Muh thinnnggggg!

Not only am I working on training in Japanese Martial Arts (more on that another time), but I've joined this Meetup: Overland Park Shindo Muso Ryu Meetup and attended my first session and had so much fun.

Plus, we've started this Meetup hosted by yours truly:


So you can join Mr. Chick and me for a little good ol' fashioned stick banging on Saturday mornings in the park, before the heat of the day gets too uncomfortable.  Come  learn Presas Arnis with us, will ya?  It's FREE, even, so if you're in the area, get up outta bed and come play.

I know, I know.

So I titled today's post "Landing on my Feet" because, well, I think I've made some good progress in my martial arts life here, better than I'd hoped for at this point.  I may have a house full of boxes and kind of weird job prospects, but by gawd, at least my martial arts life is re-combobulated!

I've landed on my feet in the Heartland, and I'm off and running.

How do you adjust to a new place and training in the martial arts?  Let us know in the comments!