May 6th, 2020

Yesterday evening we had a good karate class, though F didn’t feel well and sat out. We did two sets of twenty push-ups, sit-ups and squats during class, so I only had to do twenty push-ups and forty of the others after class. I didn’t go in the grass this time but stayed on the patio. Sit-ups on concrete, even relatively smooth concrete, are not ideal.

Sensei focused the class on Sanchin. Primarily, he taught us the IFK counts for breathing: four count when you draw your fist back and breath in, then two as you punch out. B had a question about breathing during transitions, but Sensei didn’t see he was trying to ask.

Also, the computer logged us out twice, apparently after five minutes of “inactivity.” Our internet connection from the back patio was not great, either. Twice we lost connection with the Zoom class.

There are two squirrels, one in the loquat tree and another in the adjacent Tree of Heaven, just barking and squawking at each other. Sometimes one will chirrup. They sound angry. One makes noises like that when our cat sits in the window, so I assume it is asserting its territorial rights.

Last night, the kids angered me by leaving the kitchen in a mess. F, in particular, had left a cooking project half complete, and dirty dishes scattered. She had started a dessert, then decided she was too tired to finish, clean up or attend karate. Later, after resting, she came downstairs to finish her dessert but still did not clean up.

At ten pm, I played task master over both kids, ordering them to clean. I helped too. B washed everything. I thanked him later. I told him I found it stressful to get up early to clean and disinfect the kitchen, work all day, then, after class, I spent time looking at job boards. When I’m ready to relax with them and watch a show, we can’t because the kitchen is a mess. B said they, too, were feeling stressed by being stuck inside. They can’t see their friends, participate in activities like jazz band, or go out for very long.

I visited the websites of three large studios where I’d previously worked. Their job boards simply erred, as if someone removed those pages in a hurry. It was odd.

Wednesday, April 22nd, 2020

I’m a little bit discombobulated because kids woke my husband and me up at 6:30am. They asked what to do about the neighbors’ broken sprinkler jetting water into the sky. F said it was like a fountain, shooting up and into the street.

There was an earthquake last night, too, a small one: 3.7 in Englewood.

My children and I set up the computer on the back patio; we participated in karate class outdoors via Zoom. That was cool: our yard is still wild, even with the bit of laundry hanging about in an attempt at domestication. We practiced karate with trees as our backdrop and the night insects as our audience. Senpai Peter led most of Kihon and did a good job. Sensei offered corrections on the direction of yoko keage: Janice’s was too straight to the side and mine was too much at an angle.

S and I kept F in the center again. Though we were tired after class, we were not overheated, as we had been while doing Kihon in the upstairs bedroom. During class last night, we also did kiaias as quiet, more gutteral “shi-ahs” so we would not disturb the neighbors. Sensei taught the class this new kiai style, saying it was a kiai for advanced karateka: practitioners who know how to avoid conflict with neighbors and family during a pandemic!

It was great to see so many kids and adults on-line, taking part in the class.

Afterwards, I did my exercises on the patio: chest push-ups on the concrete and tricep push-ups in the overgrown clover. During squats, I punched at a tall dandelion; it was practically at my chest. I used the plant for targeting. My goal was to deliver punches fast enough and close enough to move it with air, but not actually hit it. Move it I did! I rushed through sit-ups and yes, did fetch a yoga matte for those.

Six minutes left before I need to login to work!

Thursday, April 16th, 2020

Daily Log: the back log

This morning and yesterday evening I did my sets of push-ups, sit-ups and squats. During lunch yesterday, I ran on the treadmill for twenty minutes, with ten minutes walking. That last set of exercises yesterday evening was tough to get through.

My body must be starting to adjust to the extra exercise. Also, we had a good kihon the night before. Hopefully it will not take too long to get back into shape.

I did not realize that my activity had taken such a nosedive until I got on the scale and saw the evidence last week. If I can keep up the lunchtime cardio, once things go back to normal, that will help towards the black belt test.

Sensei has setup a Facebook page for black belts and brown-stripes. I do not want to join Facebook. Setting up a junk account and joining with that is perhaps the way to go. If D, my husband, could allow me to use his dormant account, but he didn’t like the idea.

Sabrina, a friend from work in her early twenties, told me she gets around security issues by creating a couple “fake” selves who live in different places and have different jobs, but are similar to her “real” self, in order to spoof anyone with nefarious intent. I don’t know if I want to go to that much trouble.

Given all the drama I’ve heard from friends and relatives over Facebook, I’m glad not to be a part of it. Maybe I’ll join with a fake identity, but let Sensei know who I am.

But it’s “virtual” Friday, because I have tomorrow off work. So I should do my best and worry about these issues at another time. I need to make a healthy breakfast and get in one more day. Today, I should walk during lunch and call someone fun, like Eliza. I dreamed about Shannon. I should check up on her.