Good afternoon, Readers!
Man, it felt good to type the above sentence. How are you all?
Things are weird here for me, but it’s coming along. I taught my first lesson at the university last week. I think I spoke far too quickly. I get too excitable when I’m talking all things Celt, and I got carried away, I think. I will endeavour to speak more slowly this evening. No guarantees, though, as I just find this all so interesting and tend to vomit words in my excitement to share it.
I know. I know.
Things are weird here for me, but it’s coming along. I taught my first lesson at the university last week. I think I spoke far too quickly. I get too excitable when I’m talking all things Celt, and I got carried away, I think. I will endeavour to speak more slowly this evening. No guarantees, though, as I just find this all so interesting and tend to vomit words in my excitement to share it.
I know. I know.
There is more teaching to be done. This weekend sees my return to teaching martial arts.
It has been nearly two years since I last led a class. The the before times, I taught women’s only kickboxing, kung fu and weapons. It loved teaching it almost as much as I love training it myself. I’ve made some incredible friends through martial arts - both training and teaching.
With Covid restrictions put in place, it’s going to be a drastic change to the way I normally teach, which is going to be tough, I think, but not impossible. I’ll be so pleased to get back at it. I only wish I didn’t work three jobs (four, if we include my writing), so I actually had the time to train and write and look after my students for both teaching gigs the way I want to.
Oh well. One day maybe my writing will pay off and I can abandon the job that is eating the entirety of my days and not starve to death on the streets.
Anyway, I’m anxious to return to training. Since I just don’t have the time to until maybe next year, I’ll content myself with teaching kickboxing. I’ll probably get to throw at least a few punches and kicks while I’m teaching.
In anticipation of the return to training, I’ve once again started weight training. I mean, I only have one day a week I can do it, currently - Tuesdays - which I’ve taken off my regular work to attend to university matters. My first session was this morning, and boy have I ever lost literally all my strength. It’s particularly bad on my left side. I struggled at just 20lbs. Despite the hit to my ego, it felt really good to get back at training, and I’m resolved to reacquire that lost strength. It will be slow and painful, particularly since I only have Tuesdays, and only for as long as the good weather holds.
Slowly. Ever so slowly, I’m finding myself again.
And one day, I won’t have to spend time in an office chair; save for my own, writing for a living. For now, I’ll take what scraps of time I have.
Right, I have a lecture to finish animating. There’s a class to teach tonight.
Ciao!
It has been nearly two years since I last led a class. The the before times, I taught women’s only kickboxing, kung fu and weapons. It loved teaching it almost as much as I love training it myself. I’ve made some incredible friends through martial arts - both training and teaching.
With Covid restrictions put in place, it’s going to be a drastic change to the way I normally teach, which is going to be tough, I think, but not impossible. I’ll be so pleased to get back at it. I only wish I didn’t work three jobs (four, if we include my writing), so I actually had the time to train and write and look after my students for both teaching gigs the way I want to.
Oh well. One day maybe my writing will pay off and I can abandon the job that is eating the entirety of my days and not starve to death on the streets.
Anyway, I’m anxious to return to training. Since I just don’t have the time to until maybe next year, I’ll content myself with teaching kickboxing. I’ll probably get to throw at least a few punches and kicks while I’m teaching.
In anticipation of the return to training, I’ve once again started weight training. I mean, I only have one day a week I can do it, currently - Tuesdays - which I’ve taken off my regular work to attend to university matters. My first session was this morning, and boy have I ever lost literally all my strength. It’s particularly bad on my left side. I struggled at just 20lbs. Despite the hit to my ego, it felt really good to get back at training, and I’m resolved to reacquire that lost strength. It will be slow and painful, particularly since I only have Tuesdays, and only for as long as the good weather holds.
Slowly. Ever so slowly, I’m finding myself again.
And one day, I won’t have to spend time in an office chair; save for my own, writing for a living. For now, I’ll take what scraps of time I have.
Right, I have a lecture to finish animating. There’s a class to teach tonight.
Ciao!
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