Wednesday, July 4, 2018

Not Quite Normal

July 4, 2018, marks the end of my first month in Kansas City.

The JC Nichols Memorial Fountain in Kansas City.  

The worst of the move is over, and while I have a few loose ends here and there, the house is put together into a livable state.  The armory is put together and I've figured out how to train at the new house, which is a distinct improvement over the old house.

Actually, even though it is substantially smaller, I like my new house WAY more than the house I just moved out of, overall.

I've started training with a new teacher in a branch of Okinawan Karate full-time and I'm training with another in a Japanese Jo system part-time.   Both of these are fun and interesting and informative and a fresh point of view.

When it comes to Arnis, though, right now, it's just me and Mr. Chick going to the park on Saturday mornings, working on what we want to work on in Presas Arnis.  I've started a Meetup (The Kansas City Presas Arnis Meetup) to attract people who might want to try out my style, but while we've had a few bites, no takers yet.  My Jo instructor says this is normal for Meetup here in KC and that it will take time to get a few serious people to join us.

I have other plans in the works but I just can't execute them just yet.  If you're a long time reader of the blog, you know how much I just love having a plan but having to wait until I can actually do something about it.

My motto for 2018.
I've done what I can do but things are still... off.

Part of this is the adjustment to not training with my teacher of 8 years in Presas Arnis.  You get used to the routine, the point of view, and the relationship when you train with someone for the better part of a decade on a weekly basis.

He's still my teacher, guys, but I'll only see him at most a couple of times a year, and that's just...weird.

And I think that part of this is learning the martial arts culture and scene in a new city. The thing is, the city itself, I know well (and it hasn't changed much in 13 years, really).  But I was not a martial artist when I lived here before.  So it's not a matter of resuming my old life here. It's creating a new one in the ashes of the old one, y'know?

It's discombobulating.

Still, I'm training and that's good. The feeling that I should be running on all cylinders in such a short period of time is unreasonable, I know.

But still....



Any advice for me?  Do you hate waiting as much as I do?  Let me know in the comments!

PS:

Speaking of America, Happy Independence Day, United States of America!  If you've never read it, I suggest you take a moment and and read this:  Declaration of Independence Transcription at the National Archives