Thursday night kung fu.
We played the modifed build-a-form game again. One form consisted almost entirely of techniques on the ground- but it covered a great deal of ground. It was a very thigh-intensive form!
Then some stick/club/baseball bat defense stuff. I was having a really hard time grokking which way I was supposed to be turning my body for the leg sweeps, according to where the club was coming from. The way my instincts were telling me to turn was WRONG, I was informed. And when I tried to discuss why turning to the right in this particular case did not parse to me as "turning AWAY from the club", we had one of those moments where the whole class stops and everyone is staring at me, with everyone present taking turns trying to explain something that is obviously as clear as 1+1=2 to everyone EXCEPT me. I hate those moments. So when it devolved into that, I just said, "Okay." I was feeling too frustrated and defensive to persue the matter. I don’t like myself when I do that. If it had been a one-on-one situation, I would have wanted to keep dissecting the issue until I could really *SEE* where my perception problem is, and thus fix it. But not with the whole class standing around staring at me and talking to me like I’m a moron.
A little Monkey-In-the-Middle, being attacked by classmates with clubs. It’s pretty scary (especially when I have my glasses on) to face down Nemesis during defense practice. He clobbered me once upside the head (with his fist, not a club, thank Gods), but it wasn’t overly hard- other than that, his control was okay tonight.
At one point, I was on the ground kicking out JB’s leg as she swung a club at me; I grabbed the club right above her hand and then crescent-kicked her arm to break her grip and claim the club. It was very smooth. I got actual applause for that one.
Individual formwork time- I went through all the "mirror" forms and started working on Bung Bo Kuen In the Mirror (sigh). Well, it needs doing, so I am doing it.