Home Training: I was unable to go to shaolin class or open training this week, though I had planned to go. On Saturday morning I realized that I was stretching myself too thin and trying to be everywhere at once. So I took priority number one and two (Get Jill to training with her coach, feed her a healthy lunch for recovery and brain power, get her back home to complete a major essay assignment, speed off to Janet's volleyball tournament and watch her afternoon games) and ditched priority number three (myself; that would be my training, and a lovely cup of coffee with Julie).
I took the opportunity during Jill's training session at Servus place to do my training and run another 3km. I saw a triathalon club member training there too - really nice guy. I got to thinking how my participation in the triathalon club last fall and winter, though short-lived, really pushed me. The people at the club were highly scientific and intense about their training. It rubbed off on me a bit by redefining what intensity is: the component of pushing the body's capacity in a scientific and methodical way was added. Losing the weight started there becauseby being around these guys I felt more motivated to get the darn weight off.
Now this guy reminds me of the transformation I have made since I last trained with him last March. I'm down 45 pounds, I have a set of pipes due to all the pushups and home training and
100 day challenge, my core strength is way up. And I can run for longer distances and faster. So as not to feel too proud of all these acheivements, I did happen to notice how this club member was doing. Nice as ever. All cyclists have the nicest looking legs - his are shapely but for aero and hydro dynamics he shaves his legs and I find that kind of freaky in a guy. Ididn't think he was running all that fast compared to me - he was faster but not amazingly faster. And then I noticed that he went missing for a period of time at 1k intervals. I soon figured out that he was doing 5 minutes of stairs, then running a km, then stairs, then running and so on. I think he did that about ten times, and still managed to say hi to me as he passed - not only that but he remembered my name, and I can't remember his. Really nice guy all the same.
Back to having to miss the Saturday class and open training. I'm not as disappointed as I thought I would be when I anticipated this time of year. The last two years I was completely abscent from kung fu at this time (October and November) with no home training and no Kwoon talk or diary or sifu and sihing journals to read. Kwoon talk keeps me connected; the journal keeps me focused and assessing; home training keeps me on track for physical conditioning and progressing on techniques; and reatding the journals of fellow students and sifus keeps me motivated. Missing class and open training causes me to lose ground but I am trying not to let my attendance drop as badly as it has in the past.
My journal has to be short and less thoughtful at this time due to volleyball and badminton season. And I'm having more difficulty finding the time to get to a computer to enter the blog, so I'm actually trying to squeeze it in during my lunch break at work. I am officially 10 minutes over by allotted break time so I'll have to sneak away now.
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