Ninety minutes of learning in the guan today. Ninety minutes of teaching at the gym. My most faithful student came early and stayed late for the final class of the session, and I hobbled together an hour of self-training in the time before and after she left. By the time I washed off the day’s training and teaching in the shower, I’d been in one set of kung fu clothes or another for more than eight hours and felt like I’d worked every muscle I have, whether I wanted to or not.
It was a successful, exhausting day of martial arts mania. And I liked it. A lot.
Here’s hoping the next session brings many more like it… along with new and better ways to nurse my knees when the days are done! 🙂