47. blessed
I am blessed.
Because of the long weekend there was no class on Saturday, no open training, and no class on Monday. That means it's been 5 whole days since I've been in the kwoon. I know we always say "there isn't any class, but there is still kung fu" but I won't sit here and pretend that there is no difference between doing kung fu in class and doing it at home.
Suffice to say I have a kwoon shaped hole growing larger and larger in my heart.
This pause has forced me to reflect on how much I rely on classes and how large a role it plays in my day-today rhythms. How quickly I adjusted to extra I Ho Chuan classes, and weekly open training, when at the beginning of the year I was wary of the 3 extra mandatory hours. Now there's usually only a day between when I get to go into the kwoon, and I almost wish it was even less of a wait.
How lucky I feel that we get to train in person again when we had to go months and months without setting foot on the mats. How fortunate I am that I have a space where everything else gets put on pause and I can just focus on kung fu. How blessed I am that started kung fu on a whim all those years ago.
Distance makes the heart grow fonder I suppose,
7/30
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