I woke up to my daughter’s cry just before 5. A dream. I picked her up and held her, which immediately calmed her, then put her back down. I would have gone back to bed and stayed there, maybe even dozed off – but I realized that she was sitting up. Oh boy. I had a hunch that my usual morning time would be cut drastically short, if not totally obliterated, if I didn’t get up thirty minutes earlier, so I did. I got up, sat zazen, and went downstairs to the kitchen. I was slicing the vegetables for the salad when I heard the footsteps coming down. There went my music time.
Good thing that was the only thing I had to skip. I’ve learned the hard way that it’s important to plan for when shit happens. And it’s not rocket science – just a matter of making sure that a certain amount of flexibility is worked into the design of the program. In my case, I made my current plan knowing that there would be days like this one where maybe the kids get up too early, or days where I am sick, or I have to travel somewhere (as I do next week). For today, I figured I could just work on lyrics later – probably when I am lying in bed while everyone’s asleep.
Later this morning I practiced the following:
Aikiken waza: single-arm cuts, yokomenuchi
Kali single stick drills
Kali single stick carenza (free play)
Aikiken waza: Shihonage
I feel better than I did last Tuesday. I think I tried to do too much that time. Also, I’d been a bit hasty in my movements. Today I slowed down somewhat on my left arm, focusing more on proper form and movement than on power, though I still went rock n’ roll on my right arm – especially on carenza.