Not much activity here, this week: I find that my blogging energy tends to alternate between here and my other blog, and recently I’ve been active there rather than here.
I haven’t practiced so much this week either. On Wednesday, one of my normal solo practice nights, friends from Beijing were in town, so I went out to catch up with them. Last night, Madam Ge was in Malaysia so there wasn’t any class. Instead, I went to the cinema to catch Resident Evil: Extinction. Hehehe, it was entertaining enough, though probably won’t appear on anyone’s list of the 21st century’s greatest films. I’m absolutely terrible when it comes to suspense in films, so I was jumping in my seat all the way through, much to the entertainment of those next to me.
I did make it to class with Master Zhou on Friday. He was late, so he says he won’t charge me for that class, which is very good of him. As usual, we went through the form and on to some new material. However, we spent a lot of the lesson talking theory, about the importance of the number of steps, and issues relating to the time of day that you practice. One of his Chin Woo students had come along as well, and helped a lot by translating, which made things a lot easier! He also showed me some more attacks, particularly to the throat; one point on my windpipe is actually still very tender. It just goes to show how deadly bagua can be! He reiterated, strongly, that I need to be practicing every day, otherwise the lessons will ultimately be of no value. So true. Sigh…
The Drunken Broadsword is continuing as well; I’ll be leaving for today’s class shortly. It turns out that some of what our teacher had us working on before was just introductory moves, not part of the actual set; unfortunately, that means I’m having to un-learn those moves, which I’m finding a bit confusing and demotivating. This, I guess, is just one of the consequences of not being able to understand what your teacher is saying. Hehe, I should mention that last week, one of our teacher’s friends came along to watch. He’s a Hung Gar Preying Mantis master, and showed us how he can easily drop into the splits, body facing forward, not sideways; he did this onto a sheet of paper, then asked Jono to try to pull the paper from underneath him. The paper tore: his whole weight was directly on it. He’s 82 years old.
Yesterday, I bought myself an iPod Touch. I’m hoping to load all the clips I have of my various teachers onto it, so that when I go to practice solo, I can use this for reference whenever I’m hazy about what to do next.
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