Tuesday, 13 December 2011
Kyokushin - 1, Sanna - 0
Is it possible to feel stupid in something that requires no mental ability? Yes, yes it is. Especially when a certain teacher makes you high-knee up and down the length of the court, followed by a bout of shadowboxing with invisible enemies, followed by riding piggyback on a fellow student as he performs zenkutsudachi, the formal stance. (I feel fake-white-belt and I have now reached a more meaningful level in our friendship.) And then, to finish the evening, Shihan trussed me up in sparring gear and set three six-foot blue-belts on me to open up a can of whoop aaaah--yes, sir. That is your knee in my spleen.