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Well, karate kicked my ass again this week. Everything went a lot better than the previous week, except for two things. Two arguably critical things. Last week I bashed my forearms against other guys' forearms until they were swelling and bruised. This week I did that too, but it wasn't as bad as my technique has returned/improved a little bit.

The two parts that got me were (1) a simple jumping exercise, leaping over a rope and landing on one leg. Flinging myself one leg at-at-time over a rope is not a good idea at 94kg; I tweaked my lower back on the right side. Worse was (2) going in for a strike/counter drill where the defender sweeps my right arm down, away, and then up behind my back while guiding my head down, forcing a single-arm roll. Only, I really don't remember how do do single-arm rolls, and I ended up putting the aforementioned 94kg into my left shoulder in a sloppy roll.

It hurts badly enough that it's waking me up, preventing me from sleeping easily. I'm a little punchy now, after Saturday and Sunday nights were spent not-sleeping. Tried to get to the chiropractor today but I arrived at 08:33 and would have had to wait two hours to have it seen to. I'm going to find a new chiro office, because my current one's popularity with all the local senior citizens prevents it from ever, EVER being a convenient visit.

I'll practice my rolls and such more frequently before the next class. Both kids are enjoying it, but maybe feel a little overwhelmed. Honestly, this lesson is loads more casual than the dojo I started off with when I was 12. Still, 2 hours is a long time for a kid to concentrate on anything.