Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Wednesday, 27 May 2015
Krav Maga Time
So I am back from my Krav Maga class. This time (exceptionally?), and don't ask me why, but it lasted two hours. And, while I am in moderate pain now, I didn't see the time. I didn't even feel the hunger until I got home. I thought I would find the class tonight very long, because I had a tiresome day at work and had slept badly the night before. I couldn't believe that I could go through an hour, let alone two. I always go in with a bit of anxiety, as if I wonder if I will survive the class. Then it goes like a charm (well, with a few bruises and a bit of pain). It really makes me look forward to Wednesdays. It is no longer the day in the week I dread the most.
So anyway, I must be doing something right, as the instructor told me that I did very good last week and I have "started to think". It seems that I am starting to trust my instincts more. I know I am also gaining strength and stamina. That I can actually feel in my body. With the pain. At 38, that is a strange feeling. Speaking of age, I also have to mention that yesterday was the birthday of Imi Lichtenfeld, the founder of Krav Maga. And I will conclude this post mentioning the picture accompanying it. It is a picture of the banner that made me discover that they were giving classes of the Israeli martial art here. I mentioned it in my first post on the subject. I took the photo to remind myself to contact the organization. Then I thought it would make a great banner for this very post. Funny how, in an age of internet and social medias, a good old fashioned advertisement banner can make you discover something.