Karate 76

In a freezing winter storm/gale/monstrous raging blizzard with a wind chill of minus 376 F and against 70 foot drifts of ice and snow in a 239 MPH wind, off we went to the dojo for to get whacked. We beat on each other until we were black and blue. The blue bits were much bluer than the frozen blue bits. We broke each others arm and legs as we fought bitterly until there was one person left standing. Or should I say kneeling in a pool of his own blood. I might be exaggerating here. A bit. But it might have made for a more interesting post than what I’m about to say next.

We practice kata and kihon kumite. That’s about it. No one was hurt. It’s winter, but a mild one, though it is relatively much colder than it has been in a while. We found out the ranking will be middle of January 2009 so we have lots of time. And we need it because we suck.

Class is canceled next Saturday because – go figure – they need the school for a student function or some such ridiculous use of school property. So next class will be a week from now on Tuesday. We could make an effort and go into Edmonton to attend an Edmonton class, and we really really want to but we’re too frikken lazy. We’d rather stay home and get plastered on wine.
C’est la vie.