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So. Sore.
I am so, so sore from tonight's taekwondo class.
We ended up doing regular sprints and drills (which I had to do more slowly than normal, because my knee still hurt), then doing back bridges. For some reason, I am very good at back bridges. Even when I'm out of shape, I can do bridges. (Note, I am getting into them from the floor, not from a standing position.) Officer had us doing bridges but by the last set, I was in pain. So what did I do? I went up on my tiptoes. Why I thought that'd help, I don't know.
Then Master's Brother's Studio joined us and we played soccer. My team did terribly, worst of the lot, but it was certainly not because I wasn't trying! I was really playing soccer, scaring the other team in fact. At one point I was behind a woman from the other team, foot between her legs, trying to get the ball, scooting her across the floor. Another time a kid from the other team was on the ground and I jumped over him to get the ball.
When I first got here, the cheating and slightly-less-than-fair soccer games made me crazy. I've since learned the being "cunning" (cheating) is the Korean way. And since being cunning is OK unless you get called out for it, I was cunning.
Luckily, both teams loved it. Master kept high-fiving me, "Amanda, my style, Tongil style, good!"
Heck, everyone was as cunning as they could be.
Still, now my whole body is sore. My whole body. It hasn't been sore like this in a while.