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Jan. 19th, 2007 01:11 pmWell, this sucks. My left quad hurts like hell, and I seem to have strained my left hamstring *again*. I'm not even sure how I could've done it, because I haven't felt like I've been really *doing* anything with my training. How can you injure yourself when you're not even doing anything? And of course, there's the demo this Sunday, so I can only wait and pray that I'm not completely gimped by the time we go on stage. Argh.
At least we have a few possibilities to lighten the teaching load *and* improve my own wushu, though. Goo's trying to get Phil up here again for another workshop, and I'm working on getting another crazy-experienced UO Wushu alumnus to come up from Medford and work with us, too. I'd be grateful for anyone that I can learn from, and I know it would help the team, too, so I hope it all works out.
In other news, I forget if I've mentioned this, but I've started getting postal and online correspondence about my 10-year high school reunion. LOL! I kind of have to laugh about the whole thing of high school reunions. You just know that people are going to be scrambling to lose weight or find a date or whatever other thing their lives might be missing in order to be deemed "successful." Car, house, kids, career? There are always those folk who seem to think that they need to have the biggest and best of all that stuff, or at least fool everyone else into thinking they do.
Truthfully, I'm not even sure I'd want to go, because there are only a few people I'd really want to see. I don't have much curiosity about what's happened to the rest of those people, though, and I wouldn't go simply to laugh at other people's misfortune, or whatever else. Yeah, so maybe Miss Popular got fat and became an alcoholic. Who cares? I suppose you'd expect a weird and largely unpopular kid like me to get off on that, but schadenfreude isn't generally my thing.
Well, I'll probably go anyway, because of those few people that I actually miss. I don't really feel like revelling in high school, or even remembering it, though, because with high school came a lot of irrational self-hatred that I've since struggled to put aside. I don't need to get in touch with *that* person again, and I certainly don't feel the need to do all this "preparation," either. If I can go in there, and smile, and really mean it, that's plenty. I think I'll be able to do that. :)
Anyway, we're heading out to the cabin this evening, after practice, and can I just say that I'm looking forward to that? Whoooof.
At least we have a few possibilities to lighten the teaching load *and* improve my own wushu, though. Goo's trying to get Phil up here again for another workshop, and I'm working on getting another crazy-experienced UO Wushu alumnus to come up from Medford and work with us, too. I'd be grateful for anyone that I can learn from, and I know it would help the team, too, so I hope it all works out.
In other news, I forget if I've mentioned this, but I've started getting postal and online correspondence about my 10-year high school reunion. LOL! I kind of have to laugh about the whole thing of high school reunions. You just know that people are going to be scrambling to lose weight or find a date or whatever other thing their lives might be missing in order to be deemed "successful." Car, house, kids, career? There are always those folk who seem to think that they need to have the biggest and best of all that stuff, or at least fool everyone else into thinking they do.
Truthfully, I'm not even sure I'd want to go, because there are only a few people I'd really want to see. I don't have much curiosity about what's happened to the rest of those people, though, and I wouldn't go simply to laugh at other people's misfortune, or whatever else. Yeah, so maybe Miss Popular got fat and became an alcoholic. Who cares? I suppose you'd expect a weird and largely unpopular kid like me to get off on that, but schadenfreude isn't generally my thing.
Well, I'll probably go anyway, because of those few people that I actually miss. I don't really feel like revelling in high school, or even remembering it, though, because with high school came a lot of irrational self-hatred that I've since struggled to put aside. I don't need to get in touch with *that* person again, and I certainly don't feel the need to do all this "preparation," either. If I can go in there, and smile, and really mean it, that's plenty. I think I'll be able to do that. :)
Anyway, we're heading out to the cabin this evening, after practice, and can I just say that I'm looking forward to that? Whoooof.
