Japanese sword

Tonight's black belt class was well attended, by both first and second degrees. It was taught by our senior instructor, Mr. Sidner. The first half of class tonight was spent on boxing drills, with us partnering up and doing a series of combinations: jab, punch, uppercut, hook, etc.

The second half was Japanese sword. This is the first time I've picked it up. Well, to be precise, I picked up a nerf mock sword. I haven't even bought my wooden practice one yet. We learned a series of specific choreographed moves, first blocking, then attacking, each movement flowing into the other. The one of the second degrees partnered with our instructor and together they demonstrated how when the attack faced the defense, they came together in a choreographed fight.

Watching them, I felt like Daniel-san suddenly realizing that wax-on/wax-off had another a whole other purpose than cleaning the cars.

It was exhilarating, yet intimidating. I worked after the class going through the moves again with Fiona as I still tend to forget the flow when the moves get going. And there's nothing like seeing a sword coming toward you to make your mind suddenly go blank.

But it was fun. I've never fenced or done anything like it before.

My shoulders will be sore tomorrow.