epiphany

White Man, Falling

This is me: This is me at sanda last night:

Any questions?

After a week away from my sanda lessons because of my cold, I returned to class last night. Charlie has become significantly better and was showing me some new moves that he learned while I was gone, including a jumping kick. "You should try it," he said. I, being foolish and uncoordinated, agreed.

It was spectacular. My leg swung perfectly through the air, giving my unseen opponent's head a brutal what-for. I'm sure the teacher would have praised my newfound skill and athletic prowess had he seen my leap and kick.

Unfortunately, I had no idea how to land in my sock-covered feet and came down on my hip and elbow with a resounding thud. Honestly, I think everyone in the room stopped and turned. I jarred my head so badly that I had to sit down for a minute or two. Rather than praising me, the teacher had to come over to see if I was OK.

Apart from some physical and emotional bruising, I am. I spent the rest of the night with at least one foot firmly planted on the ground at all times.

Posted by at April 8, 2004 9:12 AM