Last night I went to karate at my home dojo, at long last. Unfortunately, there wasn’t much of a crowd… Sensei Brewer and Erbe-san showed up as far as black belts go. We did have a special, non-photo-op appearance by lazarusman and a whole gaggle of red belts.
For the first class, we did a good solid basics workout. I could certainly feel the effects of all the extra red blood cells that I have accumulated since living in Denver, I wasn’t winded or tired at the end of the first class at all.
That served me well for the second class, which was kata and sparring drills. We did 3-5 time attack and I had the good fortune to end up across from Sensei Brewer. He and I mixed it up pretty good for awhile, each trading some decent shots. He got me with a kidney punch that was dead on, and I socked him a pretty good one in the stomach at one point during the drill.
After class was over, I got to spend around 45 minutes in the parking lot talking to Sensei about the experience over in Denver. It was so good to talk to him and good to be home… I really miss the people from the dojo here just as much as my family.
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