Going soft

 

Late night training in front of the wooden mirror....

As the title of the post suggests, this has been me. 

It's very easy to let life, injury and the grind of 12 hour rotating shift work get in the way of training, tiredness is ever present.

But this said, when you realise that you are going soft, it doesn't sit right. Training lately has been spasmodic at best, and Ive actually caught myself making excuses not to. Quite different than having a reason.

Tonight, and quite late I might add, I faced the wooden mirror (makiwara) for more than an hour. By the end of looking at myself I was no longer soft. Sore and a little bloody, but certainly not soft. 

When part of an Authentic dojo, a lesson early on was to be "honest with yourself" and if you can't be that with you, then who can you be honest with.....

So with sore hands and arms I begin a new 12 hour shift.... Feeling in general, far better about myself.