I survived the year's first kendo practice! Even when warm-up was more like sizzling with one hundred counts of the jumping strike (the usual is thirty, and this is on top of all the other regular warm up routines). And even when the first hour of practice was just this one set of long strikes repeated over and over and over again. Then sparring for fifteen minutes straight.
My legs and arms ached and were close to the burning sensation of over-fatigue. But I survived. And I was breathing okay -- which was a major miracle in itself. No hard gasping for breath. No side stitch. Thank you yoga!
We filled out the application form today for the exam in February. No turning back now.
I am still nervous and worried but it helps a lot that I have done practice already.
I was supposed to stay home for dinner and do some writing and reading and watching TV but Allan really wanted to spend an evening out with the group so he somehow managed to have everyone agree to a dinner at my McNeighbor (and of course I had to have a sundae). Then everyone went to my place for coffee.
Everyone got to see my decors.
All in all it was quite a good night. :)