Well, it had to happen sooner or later. Mrs Meerkat put her foot down and told me off for spending too much time on martial arts and not enough time with her - it's the not being at home for seven nights a week that was upsetting her. Fair enough, I couldn't really give a decent response, apart from some feeble comment about preparing for my second dan and for the competition. I left the discussion with vague promises about cutting back to only three nights a week once my grading was done. It'll be hard though. At the moment, I really feel I am hitting a peak never before reached in terms of mental and physical well-being. I really want to push myself to the limit and see how far I go. Maybe, I am addicted. I get a real sense of high after a good training session, but as soon as the next day breaks, all I can think about is hitting the mat again.
To describe the sensation - well before, I used to train and the next day feel really achey so I would rest, then train the following day. Recently, I have been training without those breaks. First, the intensity of workout impacts negatively on your body and you get run down, maybe catch flu or some cold. Then you get over that and build yourself back up. Training day after day without a break, you experience pain accumulating and the aches get achier and the stiffness just gets stiffer, until one day, you feel no pain. It's still there but in reality, you have blocked it out. Now, you can perform any number of circuit exercises at the drop of a hat, stretch to regions never before reached, kick higher, punch faster, throw further. It's an amazing feeling.
But I guess I have to take a step back and review where I am in life. It's nice to work towards a goal, like a grading or competition, but I should consider the bigger picture. What's the point in ignoring the very thing that keeps me together -my family and my friends. The number of times I have turned down invites and outings in preference to training. The number of times I have come home late to be greeted with 'dinner's in the oven' - it's all going too far. Sacrificing marital happiness for martial happiness is not worth the trade-off. Compromise is in order and this will be my resolution for 2005.
Mind you, there's always lunch time training...
3 comments:
"Dinner's in the oven" Ouch! I had than once or twice. :P
U've got an awesome blog going dude! Just recently discovered it and looking thru old stuff.
It's a shame you have your comment datestamp set up as just a time: would be interesting to know exactly when Liam made that comment (especially as I'm doing the same thing, looking back through your archives). For posterity, date today is 26th March 2011. ;)
Liam would have commented around the time he first started blogging, possibly two years ago I think. Lord, how things have changed even from that entry...Aimee would have been one years old but now with two kids and a magnitude more outside interests, my training is reduced to twice a week.
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