If only I had been able to learn Judo as I had wanted, perhaps It would not have happened.
As it happens, I was instead packed off to lessons involving a hideous pink leotard.
I hated ballet.
Ballet hated me.
And so did the teacher.
She scared the crap out of me.
So I quit.
I will have to travel 30 miles to get there, but am finally going to start self defence classes. On Monday. A nice blend of Karate, Jeet Kune Do, Escrima... I am looking forward to it! Slightly scared at the prospect of having my arse kicked by a 10-year-old, but I guess everyone has to start somewhere.
I am shockingly unfit, so I am expecting a heck of a lot of hard work.
And more pain...
