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

[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?)

You do not. You lack the necessary orifice. It's a Scientific Fact (TM) (C) (All Rights Reserved)