I cut my hair! Up until yesterday it was slightly wavy, partially auburn, and halfway down my back. Now it's my natural very dark brown, just below my ears, and very curly (also natural). There was so much hair on the floor that several salon employees came over to marvel at it, and one asked me if my cell phone had a camera so I could photograph it before they swept it away. It looked like a small dead animal, or one of Heinlein or Bujold's flat cats. I suggested that they collect it and stuff a pillow.
In case anyone was wondering what happened with my back/shoulder/etc, I'm doing an hour and a half of physical therapy at jaw-dropping expense, but the positive side is that it seems to be working. Pretty much. Last week they started using PALS (I think) electrical stimulation and massage, and that seems to be helping a lot.
I'm still taking muscle relaxants in small doses before going to sleep (if I take them in the day they knock me out) and they're doing odd things to my sleep patterns. Instead of making me sleep more soundly (which they did at first) they're now making me wake up more often, with the result that I'm remembering my dreams more.
This morning I was convinced that I had a wonderful solution for a plot problem for my Secret Project # 1(believe it or not, I have two Secret Projects), but upon waking I realized a) there is no plot problem, and b) the solution was... OK, so there's this character in the Secret Project who's a hotshot martial artist and tournament champ. That part is real. However, I fail to see any circumstance in which he would think it would be a good idea to arrange for another martial artist to challenge him to a public duel-- and throw the match-- in the hope that it would help to popularize his style. Which, in real life, is already popular.
Meanwhile, I am back in karate, albeit on a somewhat cut-back schedule. Last night I had a fun class going over Empi, a brown belt kata meaning Swallow (as in bird, as opposed to the empi which means elbow.) It has a very difficult jump right before the end, where you start leaning forward in front stance, right leg forward, with your arms out open-handed like you've grabbed someone by the throat and the balls, then leap backward, meanwhile turning in mid-air, and land in backstance, left leg forward. (I think.)
This is a very beautiful and graceful kata when done well, and often assigned to women and small, lightweight people. I'm glad I was not assigned it as my specialty, because after doing that jump about fifteen times, my knee really hurt. Just what a need, a new and improved injury. That jump is seriously hard-- I tink I got it more-or-less right about three times. Once I landed completely wrong, almost fell over, and involuntarily exclaimed "Shit! Sorry!" Of course that was the time when, unnoticed by me, all the other students, who were all lower-ranked, had finished their katas and were just standing there watching me. That's probably why so many katas with jumps have them as a kiai point-- to prevent swearing.
In case anyone was wondering what happened with my back/shoulder/etc, I'm doing an hour and a half of physical therapy at jaw-dropping expense, but the positive side is that it seems to be working. Pretty much. Last week they started using PALS (I think) electrical stimulation and massage, and that seems to be helping a lot.
I'm still taking muscle relaxants in small doses before going to sleep (if I take them in the day they knock me out) and they're doing odd things to my sleep patterns. Instead of making me sleep more soundly (which they did at first) they're now making me wake up more often, with the result that I'm remembering my dreams more.
This morning I was convinced that I had a wonderful solution for a plot problem for my Secret Project # 1(believe it or not, I have two Secret Projects), but upon waking I realized a) there is no plot problem, and b) the solution was... OK, so there's this character in the Secret Project who's a hotshot martial artist and tournament champ. That part is real. However, I fail to see any circumstance in which he would think it would be a good idea to arrange for another martial artist to challenge him to a public duel-- and throw the match-- in the hope that it would help to popularize his style. Which, in real life, is already popular.
Meanwhile, I am back in karate, albeit on a somewhat cut-back schedule. Last night I had a fun class going over Empi, a brown belt kata meaning Swallow (as in bird, as opposed to the empi which means elbow.) It has a very difficult jump right before the end, where you start leaning forward in front stance, right leg forward, with your arms out open-handed like you've grabbed someone by the throat and the balls, then leap backward, meanwhile turning in mid-air, and land in backstance, left leg forward. (I think.)
This is a very beautiful and graceful kata when done well, and often assigned to women and small, lightweight people. I'm glad I was not assigned it as my specialty, because after doing that jump about fifteen times, my knee really hurt. Just what a need, a new and improved injury. That jump is seriously hard-- I tink I got it more-or-less right about three times. Once I landed completely wrong, almost fell over, and involuntarily exclaimed "Shit! Sorry!" Of course that was the time when, unnoticed by me, all the other students, who were all lower-ranked, had finished their katas and were just standing there watching me. That's probably why so many katas with jumps have them as a kiai point-- to prevent swearing.
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I marvel that you're able to do a back flip and land on your feet. A back roll is about my limit, and I don't have to end up any place special.
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