I strolled down to Chinatown yesterday to buy a big stick, largely at one of my Kung Fu instructor's suggestions.
I don't like staff forms, as a general rule. Actually, at the moment, I'm not a huge fan of weapon forms in general. They feel cumbersome and unwieldly in my hands, or maybe it's just that I'm clumsy. I'm not sure which. At any rate, it's somewhat beside the point. The senior student advised me to purchase a staff, and when the senior student advises you to do something, you do it.
Part of my dislike for the staff comes from the fact that I invariably whack myself with it; and it hurts. A lot. The human body, it turns out, does not react well to having a large hunk of wood hitting it.
Nevertheless, he assured me that this would pass. I'm somewhat skeptical, since I'm the quintessential klutz, but we'll see.
Monday, April 11, 2005
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Hey, waving around a stick gets quite fun, with a bit of practice. I can do some dangerous looking stunts with one . . . and my skill stems from early years playing defence in field hockey. I would get bored and find fancy ways to rotate it at speed while passing it around my body. All my features remain on my face in roughly the usual formation (despite less successful attempts at the same tricks with an ice hockey stick).
Don't worry, you'd perfect a trick or two and suddenly you will find yourself showing off at parties and having people fear for the light fixtures.
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