Hello internet! Why it's a fine day indeed. This house is whipped I tell you what. We took our youngest to a live wrestling event in the north end last night, for his birthday. I was telling him that we were going to a pizza factory last night and he's like, I don't want to go. Ohh, that's too bad buddy, get in the car. It will be fun, trust me. We bought the tickets a few weeks ago, and got the meet and greet with Cody Rhodes! Don't know him eh? That's cool. He's a former wwe competitor and as talented as he is, his character, just did not take off. So, they let him go and he's back wrestling rec centres and school gyms. Wow, what a line up, it was last night. All the big names for the PWA were there preforming. Six hundred people rammed into this small little rec Center. Unfortuanatly, the noise was too much for the youngest, and we needed to leave early. It looks like he has a ear infection and noise makes those things worse. So, he was a huge trooper and he tried so hard to stay and watch but, he couldn't do it. I honestly didn't know it was hurting that badly. I felt terrible. He was in my lap, with my hands cupped over his ears. And I'm like, man, should we go little dude. And then the tears started. Yes please daddy, I want to go home, he says through tears. Okay. And we missed the main event. Cody Rhodes vs MRB. I was disappointed, but, it doesn't matter. My boys come first and I explained to the oldest, that we stick together. We are a family and if one of us falls down, we all stop and help each other up. Then he was cool with it. He tried his earnest to get his little bro smiling again and I complimented him a lot for stepping up and being the bigger man. I mean we did get to meet cody Rhodes, and get our picture with him. So, whatever, we can watch his matches on YouTube. It's good enough. Next time, I'm bringing our shooting ear muffs for the youngest. My ears were popping too. The roof exploded numerous times and even I was like ouch. And I'm deaf. Haha.
So, I have been working real hard in quitting smoking. Sifu Brinker and I sat down and he asked me to do something. Look at my smoking through his eyes. Then I can watch from an outsiders perspective, just what I am doing myself. That was a mind twist. I took the challenge and am floating around six to eight smokes a day. That's a far cry from twenty five a day, less than a week ago. It's been a really rough week, and yesterday proved to be terrible for me. I finally asked for help. I could not keep myself calm and collected. Demos don't really bother me. I really don't mind doing Kung fu in front of strangers. I just go and give the best that I got and let things fall into place. It helped my grandma was there, by fluke. But, still I was unable to calm down, my breathing was erratic and my mind was gone. I remember this one fool, looking at us. Nothing bad, just checking us out, and I wanted to smash his teeth in. That's when I'm like, okay, help please. And Sifu Brinker again, gave me some tips and hints. He helped get me smiling again. Boy will you kinda picked a bad day to quit smoking! I don't know when it is ever a good day. Off to the airplane movie! "Surly, you can fly this plane? Yes, but don't call me Shirley again!" Got my mind off things and I started to calm down. Right on. The rest of the day was a struggle, but, I stayed fairly mentally strong and didn't fall into the depression that comes with quitting. And I was at wrestling. How could you want to smoke at an awesome event like that. These guys are inspiring to me. The things the do, with such ease causes admiration in my eyes. I love how they push and push and they are whipped out taking huge falls and hits and, they keep getting up. Their stamina is something I'm jealous of. And I want it. I will get it, I just gotta remember one day at a time. One moment at a time. And I too can have what they have.
So, I will continue pressing hard on my smoking. It really helps when your partner at work is rooting for you too. This guy has had my back more times than I can count, and it's really really swell. The thing that gets me, is he has never given up on me. Even when I'm at my worst and I want to kill, he gets me smiling and laughing, usually by making fun of me! Haha. It's okay, because I'm cool with making fun of myself and so is he! The escrimas did better than I thought, but there is defenatly room for improvement. No problem, it's time I start talking life seriously again and really push for my goals. I am shooting for the end of the month to be an ex-smoker. Just imagaine the possibilities then. Mix the determination and skill set with an ability to breath! Look out. I think, I can accomplish this much, while a smoker, just think what I WILL do as a non-smoker. Oooohhhhh snap! Look out mofos, this is going to be great.
Only, one day at a time
Well until next time folks,
See you here same bat-channel, same bat-time next week!
Whooo
Mr.Duncan
Sunday, 27 November 2016
Sunday, 20 November 2016
Re-Up
Hey there everyone. Nope no rants today! I'm in a better place than last week. Day to day week to week, people change. People change from conversation and informing themselves. You can change a viewpoint with a statement. You can make people think twice. That's what happened, with last weeks conversation. You have not immediately change my mind on things Sifu, but, you did get ol' willie thinking twice about a couple of things. Good stuff.
Evolution and growth. Something, I of myself I have placed high up on my priority charts. These last few years, the adult years of my life, I wanted to change and grow. Start living instead on existing. Take life and chi sao with it. Flow and move with it. I fought for many years, stood rigid and tall on my ways, if you might. I saw a better way of life and it asked me to become flexible in my ways of life. Put down the drink and drugs, pick up coffee and books. Look at myself not any one else. Find and draw out those defects of character and work on them. Become the person you were supposed to be all along. Realizing what programs have done for me, I wish to help the still sufferer. Spread the good word to the still lost. Above all, I want to help before it's too late and suicide becomes your only option. Why? "I have been there and it's not that cool of a place. You don't need to go there, if you don't want, but, you can if you want. I just want to show this other way of life. I just want you to see this. Please, open your eyes." My cause, my fight, the people I stand up for are the addicts, the alcoholics, the people lost in a bottle. Because it's my daily fight. It's what keeps me up at night. It's what helps me justify bad behaviour. And, for the sake of the argument, I would push the "pusher man" Those who enable, those who know what they are doing and it's wrong. Pushing an addiction for whatever reason is wrong. If I saw it in the street I would like to believe, I would do what is the right thing.
Where is this coming from? Man I heard this song by Macklemore, Drug Dealer, listen to it, and it brought up thoughts of my young cousin. He had a heck of a time with addictions, and could not find a way out. I really missed him yesterday. He left when I was at my worst. He was the only person I had. The only person who called or talked to me. I was alone. Everyone else barely tolerated me. I fell really far really fast. Lost all control and dreament up all sorts of topics in my mind. But his passing was a blessing in itself. It saved my life. In a sense, he sacrificed himself, to show me, what was going to happen to both of us. I was one of the lucky ones who got the hint and came out on top, so to speak. Taking a long time time, but I'm a far distance of where I was. Now, this week, I'm seeing the same path of my cousin, in another younger fellow, that I hang out with. I want to shake him until he realizes what he can have, if he works for it. Shake him, like you're throwing away all these opportunities man. What the what??
But, I need to stop and look through his eyes and see, his life in his shoes. Then, once I see how he ticks can I learn how to reach him. I just learnt that. Yeah! Progress. One step each day in the direction of my unltimate goals, and I will get there.
I will wrap up on this thought. Last night on the heavy bag, I'm reviewing my day and I had this thought. With my arguments and thoughts on addictions and alcoholism, how do I differ from, other groups that stand for change? Whoa! Stopped in my tracks. That's a humbling thought.....
Thanks
Mr.Duncan
Evolution and growth. Something, I of myself I have placed high up on my priority charts. These last few years, the adult years of my life, I wanted to change and grow. Start living instead on existing. Take life and chi sao with it. Flow and move with it. I fought for many years, stood rigid and tall on my ways, if you might. I saw a better way of life and it asked me to become flexible in my ways of life. Put down the drink and drugs, pick up coffee and books. Look at myself not any one else. Find and draw out those defects of character and work on them. Become the person you were supposed to be all along. Realizing what programs have done for me, I wish to help the still sufferer. Spread the good word to the still lost. Above all, I want to help before it's too late and suicide becomes your only option. Why? "I have been there and it's not that cool of a place. You don't need to go there, if you don't want, but, you can if you want. I just want to show this other way of life. I just want you to see this. Please, open your eyes." My cause, my fight, the people I stand up for are the addicts, the alcoholics, the people lost in a bottle. Because it's my daily fight. It's what keeps me up at night. It's what helps me justify bad behaviour. And, for the sake of the argument, I would push the "pusher man" Those who enable, those who know what they are doing and it's wrong. Pushing an addiction for whatever reason is wrong. If I saw it in the street I would like to believe, I would do what is the right thing.
Where is this coming from? Man I heard this song by Macklemore, Drug Dealer, listen to it, and it brought up thoughts of my young cousin. He had a heck of a time with addictions, and could not find a way out. I really missed him yesterday. He left when I was at my worst. He was the only person I had. The only person who called or talked to me. I was alone. Everyone else barely tolerated me. I fell really far really fast. Lost all control and dreament up all sorts of topics in my mind. But his passing was a blessing in itself. It saved my life. In a sense, he sacrificed himself, to show me, what was going to happen to both of us. I was one of the lucky ones who got the hint and came out on top, so to speak. Taking a long time time, but I'm a far distance of where I was. Now, this week, I'm seeing the same path of my cousin, in another younger fellow, that I hang out with. I want to shake him until he realizes what he can have, if he works for it. Shake him, like you're throwing away all these opportunities man. What the what??
But, I need to stop and look through his eyes and see, his life in his shoes. Then, once I see how he ticks can I learn how to reach him. I just learnt that. Yeah! Progress. One step each day in the direction of my unltimate goals, and I will get there.
I will wrap up on this thought. Last night on the heavy bag, I'm reviewing my day and I had this thought. With my arguments and thoughts on addictions and alcoholism, how do I differ from, other groups that stand for change? Whoa! Stopped in my tracks. That's a humbling thought.....
Thanks
Mr.Duncan
Sunday, 13 November 2016
A Rant
Good day people in internet world. How goes it today? Well, yesterday proved to be an exciting meeting. About blogging and what to blog about. I don't normally dabble in the politics, mainly because, it's a farce of a system, that worked okay for a few thousand people, not a couple million. And it's lead by corporations. I do not have faith that politicians have our, the people's best interests in mind when they get into "power". Isn't that a bit of a contradiction of itself? We are all equal, but this guy right here is going to make decisions based on 359 million people with how many different views on the same topic? No, that's ludacris. Everyone in today's day and age is screaming equality, from the trannies to the handicap. Everyone wants to be treated fairly. Okay, you would think that's an easy thing to do, but for some reason, it's not. Personally, I don't care if you're purple, wear clown costumes, gay and believe in a fable that has no solid eveidence of it ever happening. In short, like many many people don't care. Just don't hurt others. Go be gay. Go be straight, go believe in whatever you want. Just quit shoving it in people's faces and ramming it down others throats. You're not special. That's the problem. Everyone is "special" so they need separate rules or special conditions, because conforming to the greater good is too hard for some of these people. And from what I see and hear from having this conversation with others, the general public is sick of hearing it. It's offensive to say what I just said. It is. One or two of you might want to hit me! Good do it! This was just dropped on me the other day. If you don't care you're part of the problem. I hear the argument, but it is invalid. I was told, that not caring how people want to live their lives and me not wanting get involved in their little cause, hinders the message spreading. That's cool. Think what the you want, that's not true. I'm all for equality. Everyone single person deserves every opportunity available to them. And I hope they get whatever they want. But guess what, not everyone is meant to be an astronaught. Should I go and start screaming at NASA because I can't be an astronaught? No that's ridiculous Will. That's right, and so is your argument. Not everyone should be prime minister. Especially a failed drama teacher. When does fighting for a cause turn to simply whining? At the exact moment, you put your cause above everyone else. Let's take black lives matter, for instance. As far as I can see and tell, they are no different than the klu klux klan. Both scream for attention. Both feel their way is the only way, and, here's the kicker, both have put one skin colour above all the others. But, it's offensive to say, all lives matter, not just black people. If that's the case "Clown lives matter" oh wait, that's already taken. Because, I'm not empathetic to their cause? No, because I don't believe that any one should go around promoting violence towards another group of people saying they are the only ones that matter. And then say, oh we stand for equalit too........
So, here we go. This leads me to Trump. From what I see, trump stands for people who are sick and tired, of all this offensive garbage that's out there. All this banning of this and that and don't say that. It's not boys and girls anymore it's zits and zips or whatever it is. Like the banning of clown costumes. Or the offensive Native American costumes. It's a costume for crying in the rain. Get over yourself. They reply with, this promotes a rape culture?? It's all in the appearance of it. Oh right, that's the problem, everyone is caught up in appearances. Really, some person dressing as a native promotes the raping of natives? Pretty sure rape isn't inclusive to natives and natives alone. Sounds like more people need a hobby. While we are at it, just ban Halloween, because some flipping lunatic's kid got scared of a bowl with a mechanical hand that goes Boo. Trumps election is the push back from this "offended culture" we live in. From the little hipsters and their confused sense of who they are, to the social media warriors, who like to sit and hide behind a screen trolling comments and pictures just waiting for the opportunity to take someone's personal believes and complain about them because it doesn't fit thier skewed own personal opinions. Screaming racism or bigotry. Do you know what the sun looks like? That is the question I wonder. Trumps election is because people, who normally don't care what you say or do, as long as you don't hurt or hinder someone else, is saying, okay we have had enough. This censorship has gone too far. This is supposed to be a free country, and I can't say what's on my mind. Quit telling me how to speak, how to walk, what to like, quit telling me my thoughts are wrong, quit saying it's only me. Even after I've admitted defeat and said yeah your point is valid, doesn't mean I'm going to bend over for you. Do I wander around saying white lives matter? No that racist.......But saying black lives matter isn't? You want equality, but you can not even practice equality in your own words and actions. Un-flipping-believeable. Your whole group is built on a practice of racism. I'm an arsehole and I know it. It's not something I strive for, but it comes naturally, why, because I am that guy. I will say what's on my mind, if it's going to help the situation, or if the whole situation is getting silly. If it isn't, I keep it to myself. This blog is just a
straight up very censored rant. Sometimes I say things when I shouldn't, maybe like this whole blog. But it's my blog and it's my thoughts. Because I can't say what I want without hurting someone's feelings, no, I'm offended that you find my thoughts offensive. It's a free country and you need people like me. To offer the push back. To offer the other side of things. You don't like me? Oh here, you can be the first one one the list of people who don't like me!! Haha. I love that line.
It sure sounds like I'm a Trump supporter, and I'm not. I'm not about walls being built. I'm not about keeping people out because they are Muslim or black or orange. What's going to happen when aliens present themselves to the public? Oh my god is that going to blow everyone's shallow minds. Like I said, I really don't care about a pretend system, that doesn't make a difference. A pretend system that caters to the one percent. We all know that corporate companies run the countries. You don't think so? How much money from corporate companies gets poured into elections? Then how many corporate pigs gets thier agendas pushed through? Let's look at walmart. One of the truest forms of corporate devils. They pay, minimum wage, at just below enough hours so they don't have to provide benefits and pensions. Keep everyone part timers and your don't have to pay for health care and such. Keep the workers just floating with their noses above water, then say, you should be grateful for being employed here. While the owners are flipping billions upon billions of profit. Oh my sweet mother of pearl. And yet people who scream equality, forget that and still shop there to safe a buck or two. Hypocrite. Plain and simple. Starvation could be ended by the one percent, but they won't, because there is no money in that. That why.
I for one am glad something like Trump happened. Either that or the same old same old political families in office again. But I see bush is in with Trump. Oh good, another glittering idiot! And I hope that it is the kick back that this planet needs. Is there going to be a massive war? Maybe, but, Maybe this is the falling apart we need to pull together and say, you know what, we are equal, we just need to quit being special. How about we quit handing out participation ribbons. How about we put the soccer ball back in soccer. How about we start evolving, instead of fighting to see who is more equal then the next person. People need to realize that just because you want to do something doesn't always mean that you get to. That's called life kid, get used to it. I didn't want to be an addict alcoholic when I was a kid. Hell no, I was going to be a nhl hockey player! So, maybe I should petition the NHL and say they are responsible for me getting rejected at tryout and that's why I turned to booze and drugs. Yeah, that takes the ownis off of me and onto something else. Now I don't have to look at myself, I can just blame someone else for me being the way I am, and being unwilling to look at my own personal limitations. You think it's a far cry, But it's not. Like lil Johnny in a wheel chair, wants to play hockey. Not sledge hockey, that's not for him, no he's going to be the next Wayne Gretzky. No, no you're not. But even still, everyone needs to slow down for an "equal opportunity" so Johnny and his wheel chair can play hockey at a competitive state?!? Maybe we as a human race can learn and grow together. People all have different strong and weak points. That's what makes us great, is we are all different, now recognize that and get on with life. Of course high schools tough, but just wait until you get into the non-sheltered real life and you get eaten alive because mommy isn't there to tell your boss differently. Then what are you going to do? Cry and piss and moan, let's hope you're not my partner. No, you pick it up and work harder, or you find a different job. It is that simple. Otherwise, we would all be presidents. You adapt in your field or you move onto something different.
Anyhow, I should get back to my day. Family portraits. But that's a rant for another day.
Talk at you soon
Mr.Duncan
"It's now very common to hear people say, "I'm rather offended by that" as if gives them certain rights. It's no more than a whine. It has no meaning, it has no purpose, it has no reason to be respected as a phrase.
I'm offended by that!
Well, so f*cking what"
-Stephen Fry
So, here we go. This leads me to Trump. From what I see, trump stands for people who are sick and tired, of all this offensive garbage that's out there. All this banning of this and that and don't say that. It's not boys and girls anymore it's zits and zips or whatever it is. Like the banning of clown costumes. Or the offensive Native American costumes. It's a costume for crying in the rain. Get over yourself. They reply with, this promotes a rape culture?? It's all in the appearance of it. Oh right, that's the problem, everyone is caught up in appearances. Really, some person dressing as a native promotes the raping of natives? Pretty sure rape isn't inclusive to natives and natives alone. Sounds like more people need a hobby. While we are at it, just ban Halloween, because some flipping lunatic's kid got scared of a bowl with a mechanical hand that goes Boo. Trumps election is the push back from this "offended culture" we live in. From the little hipsters and their confused sense of who they are, to the social media warriors, who like to sit and hide behind a screen trolling comments and pictures just waiting for the opportunity to take someone's personal believes and complain about them because it doesn't fit thier skewed own personal opinions. Screaming racism or bigotry. Do you know what the sun looks like? That is the question I wonder. Trumps election is because people, who normally don't care what you say or do, as long as you don't hurt or hinder someone else, is saying, okay we have had enough. This censorship has gone too far. This is supposed to be a free country, and I can't say what's on my mind. Quit telling me how to speak, how to walk, what to like, quit telling me my thoughts are wrong, quit saying it's only me. Even after I've admitted defeat and said yeah your point is valid, doesn't mean I'm going to bend over for you. Do I wander around saying white lives matter? No that racist.......But saying black lives matter isn't? You want equality, but you can not even practice equality in your own words and actions. Un-flipping-believeable. Your whole group is built on a practice of racism. I'm an arsehole and I know it. It's not something I strive for, but it comes naturally, why, because I am that guy. I will say what's on my mind, if it's going to help the situation, or if the whole situation is getting silly. If it isn't, I keep it to myself. This blog is just a
straight up very censored rant. Sometimes I say things when I shouldn't, maybe like this whole blog. But it's my blog and it's my thoughts. Because I can't say what I want without hurting someone's feelings, no, I'm offended that you find my thoughts offensive. It's a free country and you need people like me. To offer the push back. To offer the other side of things. You don't like me? Oh here, you can be the first one one the list of people who don't like me!! Haha. I love that line.
It sure sounds like I'm a Trump supporter, and I'm not. I'm not about walls being built. I'm not about keeping people out because they are Muslim or black or orange. What's going to happen when aliens present themselves to the public? Oh my god is that going to blow everyone's shallow minds. Like I said, I really don't care about a pretend system, that doesn't make a difference. A pretend system that caters to the one percent. We all know that corporate companies run the countries. You don't think so? How much money from corporate companies gets poured into elections? Then how many corporate pigs gets thier agendas pushed through? Let's look at walmart. One of the truest forms of corporate devils. They pay, minimum wage, at just below enough hours so they don't have to provide benefits and pensions. Keep everyone part timers and your don't have to pay for health care and such. Keep the workers just floating with their noses above water, then say, you should be grateful for being employed here. While the owners are flipping billions upon billions of profit. Oh my sweet mother of pearl. And yet people who scream equality, forget that and still shop there to safe a buck or two. Hypocrite. Plain and simple. Starvation could be ended by the one percent, but they won't, because there is no money in that. That why.
I for one am glad something like Trump happened. Either that or the same old same old political families in office again. But I see bush is in with Trump. Oh good, another glittering idiot! And I hope that it is the kick back that this planet needs. Is there going to be a massive war? Maybe, but, Maybe this is the falling apart we need to pull together and say, you know what, we are equal, we just need to quit being special. How about we quit handing out participation ribbons. How about we put the soccer ball back in soccer. How about we start evolving, instead of fighting to see who is more equal then the next person. People need to realize that just because you want to do something doesn't always mean that you get to. That's called life kid, get used to it. I didn't want to be an addict alcoholic when I was a kid. Hell no, I was going to be a nhl hockey player! So, maybe I should petition the NHL and say they are responsible for me getting rejected at tryout and that's why I turned to booze and drugs. Yeah, that takes the ownis off of me and onto something else. Now I don't have to look at myself, I can just blame someone else for me being the way I am, and being unwilling to look at my own personal limitations. You think it's a far cry, But it's not. Like lil Johnny in a wheel chair, wants to play hockey. Not sledge hockey, that's not for him, no he's going to be the next Wayne Gretzky. No, no you're not. But even still, everyone needs to slow down for an "equal opportunity" so Johnny and his wheel chair can play hockey at a competitive state?!? Maybe we as a human race can learn and grow together. People all have different strong and weak points. That's what makes us great, is we are all different, now recognize that and get on with life. Of course high schools tough, but just wait until you get into the non-sheltered real life and you get eaten alive because mommy isn't there to tell your boss differently. Then what are you going to do? Cry and piss and moan, let's hope you're not my partner. No, you pick it up and work harder, or you find a different job. It is that simple. Otherwise, we would all be presidents. You adapt in your field or you move onto something different.
Anyhow, I should get back to my day. Family portraits. But that's a rant for another day.
Talk at you soon
Mr.Duncan
"It's now very common to hear people say, "I'm rather offended by that" as if gives them certain rights. It's no more than a whine. It has no meaning, it has no purpose, it has no reason to be respected as a phrase.
I'm offended by that!
Well, so f*cking what"
-Stephen Fry
Sunday, 6 November 2016
Sell It!
Well, it is Sunday again. The family is gone to make some perogies and I get to chill in silence! That is a great thing. I do enjoy me some quiet time! Leaves me wondering what to do today. Well, let's do some Kung fu, get some forms in. I'm going to try my hand a baking, next, after I write this blog. I'm thinking chocolate chip cookies. Heck yeah! This will be interesting. Considering these recipes, people use phrases like work the dough, not for chocolate chip cookies, but other recipes. What the heck is that? So, I ask the wife. She laughs, oh you're serious?! You need to kneed the dough. Oh okay, use a word I really don't understand. You mean I should put the cat in the dough? What the what is wrong with you people? Okay, it's not that bad, but, I'm calling my mom or asking the wife, what do I do now? Haha. It is a good challenge. Learning to bake stuff. I wanted to make my kinda cookies but, I can't take that stuff to work. So, normal cookies it is.
On the Kung fu side of things, training with my fellows is a lot of fun. I've been working a lot still with Sihing on his five techniques. We started with his knife defence and in a short period of time, we had a good technique, turned into a awesome technique. Rep after rep after rep, with a lot of conversation and being aware of what he is doing and him being aware of what I am doing. How my body is reacting, how the locks are working. What is he doing? What happens when he does this instead of that. It's a great tool for both of us. For myself, I get to see how, technique development is done at a higher level, and in turn it gives me a greater insight as to the movements of our lineage if you might. Staying close and true to what we have been taught, kempo style Kung fu, he can build a technique that stays close to home and for him highly efficient. The personalization of his techniques of kempo Kung fu we have been taught. It's cool to see.
On a deeper sense with working with a partner, you know at first, no matter how much you like this person, there is still that little bit of mental resistance to just giving someone you arm and saying here, use this to drive me into the ground. That's right lock up my arm and drive me into the ground. Ensure your knee digs that soft spot and really destroy all of it. One slip up or brain fart, and my arm is over. So, over time you developed a mutual respect and trust between each other where you, the stabber or the gun wielded, are willing to go faster and harder, once the technique itself has been pounded out. Once the speed and technique have been sorted out, the. You have "fun" with it. And the realism of it all is brought into play. For myself, that is where the fun of it all comes in. As some of you may have noticed, I like wrestling. Not that Olympic stuff. Oh no, I like the wwe. Body slams and elbow drops! Whooooo! There in that world, it is all about "selling the move" its easy, even as on outsider with no training to see, if some one is selling the showing or just there. The real successful guys can sell ice cubes to Eskimos, and you see it in their actions and movements. So, no, we don't have to build a show like they do, but we still need to sell snow cones to an Eskimo, if you might. That's the real fun part. The timing of it all, the cry of pain and the smashing into the ground. The twitch of the legs when the throat chop comes down. Sell that stuff man! Sell it!! But, like I mentioned, it's all about trusting each other and listening to your partner. I need faith that he's not going to rip my foot off, and he needs faith that I'm not going to do something silly, like over resist, or saying no it doesn't hurt when you can feel your tendons being torn apart. Haha. Great times!!
Lately, I have been focusing on the curriculum more than anything. I have paid attention to the candidates this year and have watched them train. It's awesome to see how much they are training. Only training around them once a week, its really cool watching them. And I said to myself, "Will, if we want our black belt, maybe I can learn from what these guys do. And maybe, I can save myself some stress and anxiety." So, I have learnt from just watching what these three strong willed individuals have been doing and I have started taking steps to implement a black belt mentality into my green belt training now. And I hope to continue to build these regiments of training, now, so I don't get too overwhelmed when I do start into the black belt year. And geeze, it's not that far away. It truly isn't. One maybe two years away. And then I start the push for my black belt. Okay, let's stick to the plan at hand and we can hopefully get a jump on one or two items before they hit me in the face. With that being said, I have heard, you know to focus on the task at hand as well, do t get caught looking into the future or you will never get there, but, train for your blue belt, like it's a black belt. Ensure I have the curriculum of belts before me, understood and pounded out while working on the next belt level. Constant progress while keeping everything else up to par. Keep the basics tight and everything else will fall into place. I'm really looking forward to the next little while, of continued practice of the coloured belts in once accomplished and progress towards the mighty blue belt. Soon you will be mine blue belt. Soon.
Well, I best get baking.
Have a great day
Mr.Duncan
On the Kung fu side of things, training with my fellows is a lot of fun. I've been working a lot still with Sihing on his five techniques. We started with his knife defence and in a short period of time, we had a good technique, turned into a awesome technique. Rep after rep after rep, with a lot of conversation and being aware of what he is doing and him being aware of what I am doing. How my body is reacting, how the locks are working. What is he doing? What happens when he does this instead of that. It's a great tool for both of us. For myself, I get to see how, technique development is done at a higher level, and in turn it gives me a greater insight as to the movements of our lineage if you might. Staying close and true to what we have been taught, kempo style Kung fu, he can build a technique that stays close to home and for him highly efficient. The personalization of his techniques of kempo Kung fu we have been taught. It's cool to see.
On a deeper sense with working with a partner, you know at first, no matter how much you like this person, there is still that little bit of mental resistance to just giving someone you arm and saying here, use this to drive me into the ground. That's right lock up my arm and drive me into the ground. Ensure your knee digs that soft spot and really destroy all of it. One slip up or brain fart, and my arm is over. So, over time you developed a mutual respect and trust between each other where you, the stabber or the gun wielded, are willing to go faster and harder, once the technique itself has been pounded out. Once the speed and technique have been sorted out, the. You have "fun" with it. And the realism of it all is brought into play. For myself, that is where the fun of it all comes in. As some of you may have noticed, I like wrestling. Not that Olympic stuff. Oh no, I like the wwe. Body slams and elbow drops! Whooooo! There in that world, it is all about "selling the move" its easy, even as on outsider with no training to see, if some one is selling the showing or just there. The real successful guys can sell ice cubes to Eskimos, and you see it in their actions and movements. So, no, we don't have to build a show like they do, but we still need to sell snow cones to an Eskimo, if you might. That's the real fun part. The timing of it all, the cry of pain and the smashing into the ground. The twitch of the legs when the throat chop comes down. Sell that stuff man! Sell it!! But, like I mentioned, it's all about trusting each other and listening to your partner. I need faith that he's not going to rip my foot off, and he needs faith that I'm not going to do something silly, like over resist, or saying no it doesn't hurt when you can feel your tendons being torn apart. Haha. Great times!!
Lately, I have been focusing on the curriculum more than anything. I have paid attention to the candidates this year and have watched them train. It's awesome to see how much they are training. Only training around them once a week, its really cool watching them. And I said to myself, "Will, if we want our black belt, maybe I can learn from what these guys do. And maybe, I can save myself some stress and anxiety." So, I have learnt from just watching what these three strong willed individuals have been doing and I have started taking steps to implement a black belt mentality into my green belt training now. And I hope to continue to build these regiments of training, now, so I don't get too overwhelmed when I do start into the black belt year. And geeze, it's not that far away. It truly isn't. One maybe two years away. And then I start the push for my black belt. Okay, let's stick to the plan at hand and we can hopefully get a jump on one or two items before they hit me in the face. With that being said, I have heard, you know to focus on the task at hand as well, do t get caught looking into the future or you will never get there, but, train for your blue belt, like it's a black belt. Ensure I have the curriculum of belts before me, understood and pounded out while working on the next belt level. Constant progress while keeping everything else up to par. Keep the basics tight and everything else will fall into place. I'm really looking forward to the next little while, of continued practice of the coloured belts in once accomplished and progress towards the mighty blue belt. Soon you will be mine blue belt. Soon.
Well, I best get baking.
Have a great day
Mr.Duncan
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