The stars aligned. A couple of content creators I follow started talk about what it's like to participate in martial arts, Baki's new season came out recently, and I had pretty much finished moving so I had the head space for A New Activity. I got the brilliant idea of trying martial arts.
While my weight training does improve strength, it doesn't so much to the cardivascular health or flexibility. I figured training martial arts would be a good addition.
There is a gym nearby that teaches multiple martial arts and I picked Muay Thai because the idea of attacking with both punches, kicks, knees and elbows sounds cool as heck. And it be good for the body to be able to perform multiple movements. So I got myself a month long test period card.
I went to the introductory class and I could feel it.
The stars misaligned.
Apparently the person who was meant to hold coach the class didn't arrive for whatever reason so we got a substitute. And there wasn't much of anything I would call introduction. Mostly the likes of "do these punches and kicks" and not much on proper form for how to position yourself, how to block, how to approach someone in a fight or anything of the sort.
Didn't help that the gloves and leg guards that you could borrow were, as you might expect, Used.
I figured I could give the classes more chances since it was my first one. I booked another introductionary class next weekend, but it got cancelled a couple of days before it could happen.
Losing my patience, I went to a "all experiences" class that happened twice per week. Figured I should be able to get something out of it even with people who have trained far more than I have.
I have not felt so out of place in years.
I think I must have been the newest person in the room. The teachers threw around terminologies and concepts I have not heard about. I felt like a detriment to my sparring partner who had to explain to me what a teep is or how to grapple while wearing a mouthguard. The teachers did help out a little but they couldn't just focus on us.
That experience soured me a lot on the gym, and thinking trough it with some mild knee pain and a strained forearm (neither of which I have any idea how they happened), and realizing the monetary cost of getting another gym membership card, proper equipment that didn't smell like gym socks, and an activity that could be more of a detriment to my prefered activity (weight lifting) so I decided to quit at that point.
I suppose I can do the next best thing and start shadowboxing at home like a madman. Or some other activity. I do like the idea of knowing how to fight decently, but without doing the typical fight training I suppose. Which in of itself could be more of a mindset(blergh I hate that word) issue, but I don't want to Actually Fight, ya know.
Oh well, at least I did (somewhat) try so that gotta count for something.
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