So here’s the dilemma.
Sometimes, in karate, I’ll be doing my thang, and Sensei is busy looking elsewhere, assisting other folks, correcting them, providing them with feedback and the information and guidance they need to improve. And there I am, I wish Sensei would give me some feedback and help me improve.
And other times, Sensei notices me, and begins to point out — always in a helpful, positive fashion — specifics I can improve, and things which, despite my fluster, I should be able to do better. And there I am, Okay, Sensei, I’m ready for anonymity again.
There’s just no satisfying some people, I guess.
And for those who think that martial arts are somehow anti-Christian, trust me: one learns profound lessons in humilty really well.
Meanwhile, Lone Tree Rec Center has posted big signs indicating that spectators for karate classes are not, in fact, paying customers, and so should stay off the track and equipment and instead stick to the designated observation area (a set of mini-bleachers with a corner view of the gym). Which kind of sucks, as walking around the track (and being otherwise polite and following the rules of where not to stop and which side of the track to walk on) was our favorite pass-time during Kitten’s karate class. Harrumph.