I’ll be honest, I haven’t been practicing as much as I was before.
I started seriously training again in judo, while getting side instruction from my BJJ buddy to help with ground techniques. But just last week, I was feeling anxious. Not paralyzing anxiety, but I was just feeling anxious. I had a lot of stuff to do at work, I was annoyed that certain judo throws weren’t working, had to offer 4 hours of time to do manual labors at my daughter’s daycare (so I lost a day of work), and I had to entertain relatives to flew overseas to visit us (and they’re picky as far as what they consider “fun” since they’re elderly). Anyways, I guess I was just getting caught up in the daily grind.
Well one morning, before anyone woke up, I passed by my chucks. My daughter had actually been playing with them, so they were set aside somewhere else. When she woke up, I asked her about it. She confessed that she was messing around with them (they’re safety chucks, don’t worry!) but then said: “I want to be good like you, daddy! Can you teach me?” Well, for a lifelong martial artist, like me, this was one proud papa!
While showing her some moves, I honestly just felt better. After that day, I just started making it a habit again of picking up the chucks and doing just some spinning and, to be honest, I just feel happier.
Not to sound like a Star Wars character, but I hope flow “brings balance” to you guys as well!