��� 2005-06-29, 8:27 p.m.
Kung Fu Auto Pilot
Today was a decent day at work. The boss is out of town and I only had to talk to him once on the phone. He didn't ask me to do anything particularly illegal.
After I got home and...worked some more...yawn...I finally talked myself into going into the basement to do some practicing. I have not done a personal practice session since the blowout at work two weeks ago. Ack, crap, yak. Being depressed is not conducive to motivating myself to work out.
Anywho, I drag myself down there saying, "You can do one fucking form, can't you? Just one form!" So I picked up my broadsword and made sure I could remember the form. Twice. That felt pretty good so I did Sea Dragon Cane and Four Eight Directional Staff. Then I picked up my sais. After the initial three or four moves my mind went completely blank and I thought I was going to lose it and have to start over. Instead, I jabbed out the sai just like I was supposed to, flipped the hold and stepped and continued all the way through the form, oblivious, letting my arms and legs go on kung fu auto-pilot all the way to the ending bow.
Woah. Maybe I do have chi after all.
Or maybe that's what happens when you've done a form three hundred times. Muscle memory, they call it. I used to have it back when I played piano. I guess that's what we use when we type. I think P and my finger automatically goes to that key without thinking about it. But doing it with kung fu is way cooler and burns more calories. :)
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