Block! Kick! Punch! Kablam!

[kleenexwoman]

I took my yellowbelt test in Hapkido today, and did not make it. We were tested on a scale of 90 points, 3 possible for each technique: blocks, punches, strikes, kicks, re-grabs, falling, and miscellaneous defense. You had to get a score of 60 to pass, and I got a 52. Part of the problem was my stance (too square), as well as getting confused on the re-grabs (different ways to pull someone, different stances), and not being able to do a roll (like a somersault, but you pop up at the end ready to go). The prof said I was a good student and had improved immensely, though, so I have hope.

Next up: I'm baking a Mexican wedding cake for my Non-Western Lit final project, and writing a 7-page paper on it. This should be fun and TASTY!

Comments

[lemmealone.livejournal.com]

Oh, man. NOSTALGIA. I remember so many gradings - and I remember failing my blue belt test for Taekwondo. I never tried Hapkido, though - it always seemed too acrobatic and scxary in the demos. Go you for treading where I did not dare!

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Hapkido is pretty acrobatic, which is not something I'm good at--I can punch and kick with the best of 'em, but if I have to move more than one part of my body at once I'm a hopeless mess. I'm actually learning to be more coordinated just by practicing, so it works both ways.

Weirdly, the one complicated move I can do is twisting someone's arm behind their back.

[drworm.livejournal.com]

At least you tried! I'm glad you got there and did it . :)

I miss you. :(

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

I'm glad I tried too! I think I might see if there's a Hapkido place in Kent--I want to keep going with it. (Maybe you, too.)

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

Hwwwwaaaaaaaah!

*gongsound*

Parallel lines again . . . I took a yoga class my final semester senior year, mostly 'cause I was bored and needed to fill some space in my schedule . . . well, that and I had the hots for a coupla gals who were also signed up . . . it was fun for the first coupla sessions, but eventually I got bored and tired of having to schlep two miles 'cross campus every Tuesday/Thursday morning when I could just as easily have stayed home with a hangover. Also I discovered that cute gals, no matter how babalicious, can and do have foot odor and flatulence when doing atheltic stretches such as yoga. So mebbe in the end that was the truest yoga of all.

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[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Eh, yoga. Hapkido is actually fun--I've found that I get tired the first half of the class, but by the last forty-five minutes, I'm totally in the zone and could kick imaginary crotches forever.

Also I discovered that cute gals, no matter how babalicious, can and do have foot odor and flatulence when doing atheltic stretches such as yoga.
Gee, I sure hope that didn't put you off women forever. Protip: We also poop.

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

My head is a bit too big for the martial arts, I fear. Or maybe not. Perhaps I should take it up. Always was kinda interested. But Kareteka on old-school computers is good enough for the present (I mean, you've gotta exercise yer thumbs too, right?)

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