Postaday – Back of the Queue
Martial arts – that’s what I have always wanted to do, or specifically, Ju-Jitsu. Why? Probably the association with self-protection, strength and for a young girl to be that – I got such a mental kick out of it. The feminist ‘me’ also reveled in the fantasy.
So I went to class (in my early teens) only to discover that my romantic idea of being a martial arts practitioner hurts literally, and it required lots of hard work. I crawled out of my second session and never went back.
What’s keeping me away? Fear of pain… I know it’s probably not as bad as my memory suggests, and I am an adult that could handle it better. But… what if I don’t and I turn out looking like a fool? A total unfit older woman … looking like a fool.
Perhaps I should try tai-chi instead, it’s a form of martial arts but without the physical contact? Or Qigong… That’s why I’m practising Yoga – does this sound oh so serious, ‘practising yoga’? I go through a series of poses using the proper breathing – that’s it. Candidly speaking, I do not enjoy aerobic exercises, and yoga is probably the most I’ll ever get to in terms of “huffing and puffing” my way through life. Fear of pain – same deal! And no amount of motivation (the fact that I could look like a super model, maybe) is likely to get me past it… but never say never.
And even if I should have a bucket list, this is so not getting on it because there is a high probability it will be unfulfilled. 🙂