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new coach and blossoming of Sakura

After four days of skiing, as I no longer felt his knees, so I decided to go alone to train, so as to enable my poor little legs to recover from the fatigue of four consecutive black runs per day.

So, I climbed, bokken and shinai shouldered, a motorbike up to Camaldoli, the only place a little 'peace and quiet where I can live without me look like a white fly.
I was wearing the old uniform Tae-Kwon-Do, usually I wear when I train solo (I've found that the Hakama attracts a bit 'too much attention and laughter of ridicule of passers =_=''' ''), and I was running.
turn a corner, however, I had to stop.

Behind a fence, the street corner, there was a beautiful Sakura tree in bloom, the silhouetted against the sky at sunset ...

was a magnificent spectacle

* _ * I of course locked, with a dazed expression on his face, some petals fluttered in the wind ...
I'm excited beyond belief .... ç_ç

I dropped the bike near the sidewalk, I took the phone and I made some shots.
A woman was passing by and he looked a bit 'strange, but then we started talking, she thought it was a peach, I have correct and I explained the difference, saying the sakura, or cherry , has heart-shaped petals.

For a moment, he thought it was Japanese ...

Sigh ...

Then, a kind man took a stick that was popping up and gave it to me, now makes a fine show of himself in the kitchen, in a vase. ^ * ^

was wonderful, and my training has been gladdened by the sight of that wonderful tree ...*^*

Nature is something really amazing ..

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Jigeiko, grueling workouts, friends and sempai unusual

For health reasons, I had to stop Kendo for some time.
I took this week, and I must admit that I was quite rusty.
I swear, I felt my arms tired after just four jigeiko!
O_O And I could not quite right to strike ... ç_ç

I solve this problem!

Absolutely.

But once again, I realized how lucky they are to be happened in my dojo ...
workouts are pretty tough, but it's always nice to get in the dojo, all healthy, joke and tease!

why I love my Nakama and my sensei!

And I feel a deep admiration for our sempai, Fra-kun.

I thought yesterday while we were engaged in jigeiko, the fourth in a row (my death ^^''''').
is really a boy out of the ordinary. All
in there they are, yet the sempai has a weird behavior, especially, that reminds me so awesome O_O Ikenami Ryunnosuke

was the first impression I had when I saw the very first episode of Ryunnosuke Shinkenger to me ; happened under the eyes ...

are temperamentally alike.

Wrong maybe?

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Maintenance, or how to fix a crack hands tsuka

Who has not ever curse your trust shinai during maintenance of the same?
I have now come to the conclusion that I can not afford to remove the tsuka, every holy time, I always stops at about an inch from having inserted!
But it is possible?

I tried to put it back, the result?
I wound the palms in the attempt, claw with my nails ...

But because these things do not happen in Bamboo Blade?

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"To follow the Way of the Samurai to keep the focus on the present moment and do not waver, have no worldly thoughts or being a slave of the passions. Every moment is important, so it's necessary to focus more on the present moment. "

Mind firm, steady hand, sword ready to strike.

Kikentai is the correct term, the sword and the body must move in the same time to score ippon, which is the point.
All this in a straight line.

Yet, after training on Tuesday, I realized that after a year of Kendo, they are totally uncoordinated .

This caused me a fair emotional upheaval, I was sure I'd Kendo I was sure it was fair and clean, but in a few words have been contradicted miserably, I was too sure of myself, and it betrayed me.

I think I learned a lesson from this.

Even when they are sure and certain of what I'm doing, probably not.
was painful, in the true sense of the word of the hits were killed Nicola relentless on me, and nothing is served to the men (shinai is pretty tough, especially when you take it on the head, straight and accurate) but also spurred me to train better and with more vigor and commitment.

Now I know, it is my duty to train even more than I have trained so far, if I want to improve. If I want
really be proud of my Kendo.

I'm not a girl, I am able to recognize my limitations and my wrong, help me to grow in this direction, and down a peg.
I know, I recognize the sin of pride, and often my way of being brought me the wrong way, but the important thing is to recognize it.

Now I know that it is necessary that I continue to train, following the way of Bushido fairly and above all accepting that it is still too inexperienced to I can define a kendo in all respects.

There will be time ...

to grow and mature, to improve and continue along my way.

Once again, Kendo has proved a school of life.