I Left My Self-Esteem at the Dojo

You know those studies that show that sports help raise self-esteem? LIARS! Tonight at martial arts, I had to do some new stuff that I hadn't done before. And I like to think I'm a tough guy, but man, I'm a weakling. This stuff made me look a major wuss.

In all seriousness, I'm having fun, and I'm slowly getting better. It's just anytime I have to learn something new, I get really self-conscious and suddenly I'm the last kid picked for kickball on the elementary school playground.

The class ended with kata practice. I don't know how best to describe kata. There's emphasis on discipline and form. I guess the best way to explain it is it's like ballet, with steps and movement. Except that unlike ballet, if you mess up a dance step, you could get your head caved in.

Take that Baryshnikov.

Still buried under a lot of work. I'll try to blog more soon.