trouble: Spock from Star Trek: The Original Series, holding a cat "No, Mr Bond, I expect you to die" (Spock)
I made it back to karate after missing two classes and wow do my muscles feel it. OW.

The only comment I have (other than ow) is that it's a bit odd dealing with the mirrors. To be quite blunt, the last time I owned a full-length mirror, I was 17. I... don't look 17 anymore. And while I'm used to that in over-the-sink mirrors, the whole thing was a bit disconcerting. (For some reason photos, which I have many of, do not have the same feeling of "What?")

(Ears are still clogged up, but not as bad, and I don't get nauseated when I hear loud music anymore, so yay!)

Karate!

Oct. 2nd, 2010 02:01 pm
trouble: "Aang can stay Asian and still save the world" (aang can save the world)
This would have been my fourth week of Karate but Ginny! and Ysa! was last weekend so it's my third week. And it continues to be awesome!

more more more )
trouble: Relentlessly Awesome (relentlessly awesome)
Karate: It was awesome! I didn't notice how sore I was till afterwards! Then I went "ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow *giggle* *happy face* ow" We did blocks and punches and kicks and stances and then hit each other with pool noodles. My Day: Awesome!

* Random Anna Fact: I learned how to read when my mother owned a movie theater, way back in the day. The word sequel still throws me because I believed that "Airplane 2: The Sequel" was actually "Airplane 2: The Squeeze" and continued to believe that for years. (I can still picture the poster for that, actually. Huh. Can't remember much else about that era, but the poster for a movie I've never seen is pretty vivid.)
trouble: Kirk and Spock from Star Trek playing on swings, hand drawn (swingset)
I know I'm supposed to be on internet break (I even told my thesis adviser!) but I wanted to writ about my first Karate class while it was fresh in my mind.

The infamous Katie, she of the "cheap hotel room during heat wave", has been trying to get me to go to Karate since last year at about this time, and I guess watching her do punches and then walk me home Monday evenings all full of buzzy energy did the trick, because today I made it out to my first beginner class. (Here is their website.) I was very nervous.

It was pretty light, though. We talked about and tried punches and kicks (I'm lousy at kicks but good at punches), a block, a lot of talk about stance and posture, and about leverage (which made me giggle). It was fun! I enjoyed it, and I can see how it would be possible for me to get not-too-terrible at it.

My only objection is that whenever we were partnered up with someone (to practice stances) he insisted on partnering up boy/boy girl/girl, and I towered over all the girls. Don't 6'10" (2.09m) tall, and it's weird to once again feel like I'm tall. Plus, all the women were very small in comparison to my rather chunky frame. I hope next time to be paired with some of the guys because they are far closer to me in height and it would be easier. (Also, I will not push them over my wobbling with my weight!)

Anyway, it was awesome. But now I want coffee and the on-campus coffee shop is closed and this feels like a terrible tragedy. Coffee coffee coffee.....
trouble: A person running with the ocean in the background (running)
Short Version: Second run of Couch to 5k. Feel less awful. Go me!

And every time I hit the enter key, I'm going to take another sip of water.

Om nom nom water.

More more more! )

I've run out of water, so I guess I'm on to making my grocery list for the farmer's market.
trouble: Meg from Disney's Hercules.  "You'd think a girl would learn." (You'd think a girl would learn)
Is it possible to feel awful and good at the same time?

One of the local yoga places - of which there are many - offers a 20$ week-long trial. "Try all the classes you want!"
blah blah yoga blah )
That said, the "what to eat" question has not been answered appropriately. I suspect some of my nausea was caused by having an orange - very acidic - for food. Maybe tomorrow I will try a raisin-bran muffin.

In short: Exercise: still not feeling good.
trouble: A person running with the ocean in the background (running)
So, way back when I lived in China, I started doing Couch to 5k in the evenings before bed. (I say "evenings", but I was waiting for all the kids to be in bed so we're talking 10:30 - 11:00 p.m. start time here.)

I absolutely loved it. I still remember coming back to my apartment (fifth floor of a walk-up) and calling the only other foreigner I knew in China and chatting about how sore and good I felt after that first run. And how satisfying it was when I could run 30 minutes without stopping. Woo! Go me!

Then I moved back to Canada and stopped running. Woe.

That was 2004. I decided that I would like to get back into doing that again. Today I got up and went out running at 5:30 in the morning.

I feel awful. And I didn't want to post about it because everyone always talks about how they feel so awesome after exercise and I'm like "urgle when will my stomach stop feeling icky?"


woe )

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