Archive | February 2012

100% of Whatever I’ve Got

I just finished doing some penance on my elliptical. A bag of bridge mix and some Pringles for dinner are not really the things someone in training for a Shodan test should be eating.

I stopped at the grocery store for eggs and Kleenex. When I got home and unloaded my bags, I realized that someone looking at my items wouldn’t be able to tell if I was tired or pregnant!

My bags were filled with chocolate covered peanuts, chocolate bridge mix, Bear Claw ice cream (a chocolate concoction), Pringles, frozen dinners (low cal, of course!), eggs and salad mix.

The chocolate’s in the car. Out of sight, out of mind — I hope!

Obviously I shouldn’t shop when I’m tired. And I’m tired today. Really, really tired. Recent events have worn me out. I over-stressed myself to the point of adrenal exhaustion. Been there, done that, and it’s not fun. Recovery means cutting back on cardio for awhile. The timing is terrible.

My black belt test is less than 4 weeks away. I’m overweight and out of shape, and I know it. I don’t expect to lose my chubby before my test or to magically gain the cardio to make it through 2 hours without gasping for breath. But eating this stuff isn’t helping, is it? Oops.

But regardless of my chunky little self or my less-than-stellar cardio capabilities, there’s one thing I do know. At the end of my test, I will have left it all out on the mat. I won’t think I could have pushed myself more, and I won’t think I could have gone harder. How do I know? Experience!

I tested for yellow after surgery to repair my broken nose. For blue after returning from major surgery. For purple when I was so exhausted I needed a nap before the test. For 3rd brown after a nasty bout of the flu. After my 1st brown, I felt so protein-deprived that I ate about every two hours — for three days afterwards! I’ve only had one test where I was healthy and rested. OK, two, if my Black Belt Gauntlet counts.

Those tests were tough, but they were also very satisfying. I made it. Yes, I wish I had been healthier and better rested. I wonder how I would have done if I’d been 100%. But I gave 100%.

Renshi’s rule is to give him 100% of whatever we’ve got. If we’ve got 100%, he wants it all. If we’ve only got 30%, he wants 100% of that 30%. I know I’ll give 100% of everything I’ve got at my test, and when I walk off that mat, I’ll have the satisfaction of knowing I did my best that evening.

So tomorrow, while I’m even more tired than I am now and working at home, I’m going to make a conscious effort to make better food choices. The chocolate is in the car. Believe it or not, I usually don’t bother to go out there and get it! And tomorrow I will continue my training; hopefully no more penance will be required!

Whirlwind Weekend in Texas

Twelve hours in the Ninja Bus. 38 hours in Bryan, TX. Twelve more hours in the bus.

Energy drinks, stinky beef jerky, a DDD BBQ joint, numerous truck stops, missing our turn in Waco, almost getting stuck in the DQ bathroom, spastic noise I can’t call music, laughing til we cried, discovering I still have a “safety stripe” on my black belt, and always feeling safe because I travel with “bodyguards.”

Desperate measures to avoid the beef jerky stink.

We looked for armadillos on the roadside, but the only ones we saw were fuzzy replicas at the truck stop. I watched for Walker, Texas Ranger to ride by on his horse but he didn’t show. Even better, I got a lesson in knife defense from a real-life county investigator.

I discovered greens, ate smoked bologna and mysterious boudin balls for the first time. I had alligator, not for the first time. In case you’re wondering, it tastes like chicken. I passed on the pork skins, but devoured brisket and strawberry banana cake.

I reconnected with old friends and made new ones. Including a volunteer at the military museum who wouldn’t stop following me.

Working Hanshi Baker’s Finger Lock Flow.

I worked a finger lock flow, practiced increasing my reach, reviewed bunkai, and tried new things. I saw a well-respected martial artist honored by many who love him. I learned on the mat alongside the masters of our art. I felt privileged. I was privileged.

It was a whirlwind of a weekend, and I’d do it again in a heartbeat!

All Aboard the Ninja Bus!

I’m getting excited! Tomorrow morning we’re loading up Renshi’s Ninja Bus and heading to Texas for the 3rd Annual ABBA Black Belt Retreat.

I’ve never been to this retreat, so I’m really looking forward to it. Master Instructors for the weekend include: Hanshi Dan Kennedy (the head of my system, the USKK), Hanshi Roger Greene, Hanshi Ken Baker, Hanshi Ron Rogers, and Hanshi Ray Montoya. Some of these 9th & 10th degree black belts will be sitting on the board at my black belt test next month, so it’ll be good for me to have more exposure to them. Hanshi Montoya is sponsoring the clinic at his dojo, Montoya’s Shorin Kempo Karate.  

Not only am I excited about the instructors and clinic sessions, but the trip should be a blast! What’s so fun about spending 12 hours — each way — trapped in a vehicle with Renshi and Captain Random? Once the energy drinks are guzzled, you never know what the topic of conversation will be!

Captain Random and I know that if we can get Renshi to laugh really, REALLY hard, he’ll laugh so hard he cries, and then he’ll have to pull the car over until he can see again.

How did we figure that out? We got him laughing so hard in Colorado Springs a couple of years ago that he had to pull over on the mountain road on the way to the Royal Gorge. Since there isn’t a shoulder to pull off on, that meant when we pulled to the side and stopped, all traffic following us had to stop, too. And that was only one of the times he had to stop driving that weekend!

I’m expecting a great weekend of both laughter and tears, along with some great instruction.

All aboard the Ninja Bus!

Kick Sets & Street Techniques

Twice a week I work out with my club at the office, and once a week I try to go to the hombu for a Brown/Black Belt Class. Brown/Black Belt Class is an advanced class typically taught by Hanshi, and sometimes by a senior black belt. We get to work things that challenge my thinking and my skills. In addition to learning kata or self-defense techniques, the instructor may go a bit deeper into alternate ways to do things or the bunkai behind the kata.  

First Sensei had us work kick sets, which are my favorite! I love to kick, so these combinations are particularly fun for me. The object of the drill is to practice our distance, to be able to put a kick on target with full extension of the leg. For some reason we’re not supposed to kick through the uke and break their ribs with the extension, we’re just supposed to make contact. Actually, that’s a good thing, since half the time I’m the uke and I’d like to keep my ribs intact!

I’m not the best at spinning sidekicks, so that was something I concentrated on. I tend to forget to keep my knees bent, and I don’t always remember to turn my head before I spin, so I easily get off balance. Sometimes I look like a dizzy girl instead of a spinning top!  

Sensei tweaked the placement of my front foot after the kicks. I was stepping too far into the uke, and leaving myself in a bad position. Now I know to go toe-to-toe with the attacker, where there is less chance of getting my feet swept from under me.

After kick sets, it was Hanshi’s turn to tweak our techniques, and we worked Set 7, Street Techniques. The entry to this is a parry block with one hand that’s followed by a shuto and a wrist grab with the other hand. I always have trouble with this set because, well, my wrist has bones in it. It doesn’t turn in all directions! It would be easier if I slid a bit to the side and rotated my hips, but I usually forget to do that and I’m left trying to grab my uke’s wrist in an awkward manner. These are particularly hard for me if I’m working with a big attacker.

Hanshi showed us a better way. Instead of grabbing the wrist at chest or shoulder height, he showed us to use the shuto to guide the attacker’s hand downward, where it is easier and more natural to grip their wrist. Well what do you know – I could make it work that way!

I learned something from both of the sets we worked and I’m looking forward to working them again. I think the Street Techniques will continue to challenge me, but I’ll keep practicing and eventually they’ll flow more smoothly!

Betting My Life

Originally posted July 3, 2010 on Colahan’s Martial Arts.  

Woman must not depend upon the protection of man, but must be taught to protect herself. 

~Susan B. Anthony

I know women (and men, too) who won’t try karate because they don’t want to get bruises. Or they don’t want to fight.

When someone tells me they don’t want to fight, my response is, “I don’t either!” I’m not looking for a fight. I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t enjoy a fight. But here’s the thing…

It’s not about the fight. It’s about getting away – ALIVE!!

If I find myself in an unfortunate situation and have to defend myself or protect someone, I stand a pretty good chance of doing so. Yes, they might get in the first punch or two. It’s a good bet they’ll surprise me. But after the surprise wears off, then what?

Then the “surprise” is on them!

I think I can honestly say that after that first punch, my training will kick in. I will hear Sensei’s voice in my head saying, “Do something!” And the repetition of practicing techniques again and again and again will take over. I will fight. I will not cower or give in. I will use the tools I’ve been given, and I WILL defend myself – all so I can get away and get to safety.

Yes, I get bruises. But honestly, I get as many bruises from working around the house as I do from karate. And those karate bruises? I’m proud of them – strange as that sounds – because it means I’ve been working hard. I’ve been challenging myself, learning how to defend myself.

 I’m betting my life that I can protect myself. Aren’t you doing the same?

The Highest Skill

To win one hundred victories in one hundred battles is not the highest skill. To subdue the enemy without fighting is the highest skill.

~ Sun-Tsu

Unwinding — my way!

It’s been pointed out to me that I’ve been a lunatic lately. Not in so many words, of course. The speaker was too tactful for that, but I got the idea. I couldn’t even argue the point, because it’s true.

We’re short-staffed at work, with a workload that has blossomed like a bed of daffodils in spring. The geriatric dog won’t let me sleep through the night. My body is rudely acting its age despite my protests. And my black belt test is less than 2 months away. Yeah, I’m a kook.

I’m taking this weekend to unwind. Not the whole weekend – there’s work to be done. But I’m going to set aside work and worries for a while and pamper myself.

My pampering methods vary from week to week. Sometimes it involves sleeping in, lounging in my jammies all day, reading books and watching the dust collect. But not this weekend. I do need sleep, and I’ve got that scheduled in. But I need more.

I need to cook. Playing in the kitchen relaxes me. As soon as I finished working I made spaghetti for dinner, and I have Banana Chocolate Chip Cookies in the oven as I write this. The cookies are quite good, and they’re relatively healthy as far as cookies go. I’ll take them to the dojo in the morning so I don’t eat them all myself! You can find that recipe on my food blog, Munchies Mind.  

I need to go to the dojo. As much as I like to sleep in on Saturday mornings, I need to go to the Brown/Black Belt Class. My Shodan test is fast approaching and I’ll take all the Hanshi Love I can get! Class starts bright and early at 8 am; why it can’t start at 10 am is beyond me. So Miss Morning Person will be up at 6 am for class. It’ll be worth it – it always is.

I need a pedicure. I’m barefoot a good part of the time, both inside the dojo and out. With a casual work environment, I wear flip-flops every chance I get, so my toes are on display. I used to hate getting my feet done, and there are some parts of a pedi I still don’t enjoy. But I have a nail polish fetish that must be fed, and I love the final result – beautifully painted nails that make me smile. The choice for this visit: Louvre Me Louvre Me Not, a shimmery royal purple wonder by OPI. I’m just a little excited.  🙂

My idea of pampering might sound strange to others, but it really does relax and de-stress me! Cooking, kicking things and getting a pedicure.

I’m unwinding… my way.