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Well, it's on my mind because I'm missing it lately. Haven't had the stamina to do anything in weeks.
And, tbh, the degree to which I'm able to do it is way below what I used to, and what I wish I could.
But martial arts. I mostly miss the weapons based stuff nowadays, what with getting too old to hit the ground and get back up fast lol. But I miss that stuff too. Up until fucking covid, I had been back training as my body and that of my teacher's allowed. Then, for while after covid, I was teaching a small group of kids. When that had to stop because of school needs (except my own kid), I switched to mostly solo stuff.
But between my body deteriorating, having extra stuff to do that's higher priority, I just can't do it like I want. Most weeks, if I get in a total of an hour fucking around with something, it's a good week this last year.
Back before Christmas, I had some time where I could use my stamina for that almost exclusively, and it was fun. Just fucking around, doing knife and cane practice a few times a day, maybe twenty minutes at a go. Then I fucked my back up doing something unrelated lol. Mind you, it's always fucked up, but I pulled a muscle on top of that.
And that's the sucky part of passing fifty. Even ten years ago, I would be better at this point, and I was disabled then too.
Could be worse though!
It could always be worse and it's good to remember that. I'd love to spend time exercising, but I just haven't figured out how to make it fit/work...but that is a self-fulfilling cycle.