Saturday, October 20th, 2001

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Saturday, October 20th, 2001 06:21 pm
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Gaaah, I feel yucky today! Not only am I finally getting the first signs of the flu that's been laying everyone else low (assuming it's not Anthrax) but my gi, ki, ch'i or whatever you want to call it is seriously out of joint.

We had the second lesson in our self-defence class yesterday, and at the end, Philip decided to demonstrate what he was planning to teach the following week. This involved an armbar technique, which is where you swing someone round, then bring your other arm across their throat. We do this a lot in hapkido, and it's normally no problem, since you just do a back-fall when you see the arm coming, and in any case it's normal in practice to aim at the upper chest rather than the throat. This time, though, I managed to get trapped for a second, so I couldn't fall in time, and because Phil was trying to make it look realistic, I got the full force of his arm right under my chin. What was weird was that although my throat was not crushed into pulp, it kind of popped the back of my neck. The effect was very like how I felt a while back on mistakenly touching a live wire. I felt like the top of my head had just shot up towards the ceiling, and at the same time felt two bursts of electricity go down my shoulders and arms, and into my hands. Since I was on display, and didn't want to alarm the kids, I just picked myself off the floor and grinned, but it must have looked pretty spectacular, judging by the audible intake of breath from the audience.

Anyway, ever since then, my hands have been itching unbearably! Phil gave me some ji-ap (Korean acupressure/chiropracty) that evening, which with the help of a fair amount of beer reduced the sensation from something like sticking my hands into a bunch of nettles to having been bitten by a swarm of mosquitoes (do mosquitoes swarm?) but it still hasn't gone away entirely.

Oh well, just goes to show that this stuff realy works.

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Saturday, October 20th, 2001 07:08 pm
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Just remembered a nice exchange from our ji-ap, beer and martial-arts-chat session ...

Elton (looking up from a book on Hwarang Do): What does it mean, "make the mind woid"?
Philip: Woid?
Robin: Void.
Philip: Think about Friday night. Think about one o'clock. Think about the state of your mind.

Should point out that Elton is an Albanian cellist and body-builder who has major problems with English. Come to think of it, we're a pretty international school, i.e.

1 Albanian
1 Brit (me)
1 Swedish American (Philip)
1 Romanian (Gabriella, swordswoman and wife to Philip)
1 Turk (Dilek, the new kid on the block)

We had an Iranian interested, but I think he got scared off, and we have another Turk coming tomorrow, so that might unbalance things. What we really want is an Afghan, then we can get bombed by both sides.

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