That was me at 8am this morning coming up with reasons not to go to my jujitsu class this morning. Don’t get me wrong, I love the class. Great people, Sensei is amazing, it’s outside in the elements. All around a great way to spend a sunday morning.
I got in last night from Gillian’s tournament at 11:30, had to do some work on the CampCeliac website and some other stuff for work, so I didn’t go to sleep until close to 12:30. I knew I would be upset with myself if I didn’t go, but I was tired, had a sinus headache, and came up with every single excuse not to.
Did it anyway. Sunday morning class is my time. It’s how I get my rah rah’s out – excess energy, anxiety and stress, etc – so that I can face the week. I am sore, tired, and a bit foggy in the brain, but it was worth it. Had a great class today, learned(relearned) two of the second set of sword kata, did some cho-bo and hanbo staff work. Learned some kodachi techniques and had fun rolling around in the snow. I’ve been gone for a while so I’m having to relearn some of it, but it’s a good refresher, and thankfully I’m getting back into the swing a lot faster than I had thought I would be able to.
And I felt really good after the class was over. We typically meditate for a few minutes before and after class and that was the most relaxed I’ve been all week – kneeling in the snow, wet from my ass to shoulders, feeling real contentment fold over me like a warm blanket. The sense of accomplishment I knew I’d feel after class was even better today, mostly because I pushed past all of the excuses to get back in bed and waste the day.