Time, it would seem, really does heal
For those of you who don’t know a lot about my past, this isn’t going to make a lot of sense, and I’m not about to fill in the details.
When I was told, a long long time ago that eventually time would heal old wounds I felt patronised, and misunderstood, surely this was me, scared for life, damaged goods. But it does appear that they could have had a point you know.
When I last did martial arts it was agreed taht certain moves would NEVER be practiced on me because they produced a rather exagerated "fight and flight" reaction in me which was unpleasant to say the least for all concerned, not least the poor sod training with me and the thought of grading fights in Judo were enough to keep me as the longest standing yellow belt in the history of the club (hey, I LIKE yellow, it suits me okay? ) When one of a bunch of people I was with at a race meeting "pounced" on me from behind for a joke my arms flew back in a morro type reflex on hyper-drive and I blacked both his eyes… to his credit we are still friends now! And so when I started Kung Fu I told Aprilia I may not take part for long as well, Mummy is really unfit you know, and a lot older than she used to be and it may not be suited to her but I’d give it a go just for her and if she liked it then I’d just fetch her and sit and watch if I didn’t like it myself. So it came as rather a surprise to me really that on Saturday morning I ended up laughing about the fact that I was going to have a lot to explain to Duke as my neck looked like I’d got love bites after practicing escapes from strangleholds and head locks for just under an hour and I’d not significantly damaged any of the people I’d trained with in the process!
good on you. that is totally and utterly fab.
Comment by HelenHaricot — July 22, 2008 @ 8:27 pm
Well done Anni xxx
Comment by Nic — July 22, 2008 @ 10:19 pm
Well done you
That gives me some hope, so thank you for posting it.
Comment by Merry — July 24, 2008 @ 2:42 pm