SaiFightsMS

So why no training?

I have a blind spot and had to learn to move my hand positions to accomadate that.

Congratulations.

The tekkis were eye openers for me too. When I realized kosa dachi felt so much like the first half of an about face it really dawned on me that just because the nex move in a kata went a certain way that it couldn't be applied in any direction. And that led to so many other things.

The tekkis are naihanchis in shorin ryu and the heinas are pinans.

Welcome to the forum.

Er, welcome to the forum.

Congratulations.

Welcome to the forum.

It takes a balance.

It might be instructional to get a partner and just slowly punch to their head area and just touch the various targets and see how your fist lines up against the various areas on the face. That will let you see how your fist contacts them and might help your bag work.

The karate belt does not hold your pants up it keeps your gi top closed. Your drawstring keeps your pants up.

When I started training in a different style that my first I had my old patch on. It was not a problem in class. I was asked to remove it to test though.

Never to late to start.

The fancy expensive silk belts are designed to show wear quicker. Silk wears quicker than cotton.

There is an old injury thread I have revived that might interest you. So here is the link http://www.karateforums.com/viewtopic.php?t=11020&start=30 please make all further posts there.

To the top with this.

Happy New Year Everyone.

Welcome to the forum. What type of martial art is your interest.

Welcome to the forum.

A kata would be the equivilent of a tae kwon do hyung.

Please post respectfully to each other or this thread will be closed.

ALternate versions courtesy of http://jjorg.chem.unc.edu/personal/monroe/twas/twasall3.html#TwasAltReligionBuddhism1.txt

"Twas the night before conquest when all through the house Every cavy was stirring, though quiet as a mouse The plutonium was stowed under the shavings with care For the Galaxian Council soon would be there. The humans were nestled all snug in their beds, Unaware of the guinea pig inspired dread. And mom in her kerchief and I in my cap, Had just settled down for a mid-solstice nap. When out of the cages arose such a clatter I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. The ammonia clouds rose up, and then came a flash. Their biological weapons soon caused me to gasp The glow of the mother-ship on the fresh-fallen snow, Gave a nuclear luster to objects below. When, what to my watering eyes should appear, But Reggie (the veggie) in full combat gear With an ancient old cavy, so lively and quick, I knew what was happening. It was making me sick. More rapid then eagles the onslaught it came They whistled and wheeped and took control of my brain. Now agoutis, and short-haired, and silky satins Wavy rexes and shelties, Abyssinian assassins. To the top of the cage, to the neighborhood mall Now conquer the humans and send out the call! As dry leaves before the wild hurricane fly, Our minds were no match, our brains would just fry. Through phone lines and internet the great wheeping grew We tried to resist - but what could we do? And then with a rumble, I heard through the door It was Reggie (the veggie) the most ancient of boars As I drew back in fright and crouched close to the ground Down the hallway the guinea pigs came with a bound They were covered with fur from their heads to their feet And, with parsley-scented breath, demanded something to eat. I cast down a handful of Timothy Hay And shook plastic bags to keep them at bay. They drew back bewildered and for a moment did tarry. Was this my escape from these overlords, hairy? I got ready to run from the Galaxian glow But there were so many, there was nowhere to go. A stump of alfalfa Reggie held in his teeth, The nuclear glow encircled his head like a wreath. He had a red furry face and a little round belly That knew well the joys of a vegetable deli. He was chubby and plump and in excellent health And I crumbled before him in spite of myself. With a high wheeping cry and a twist of his head Soon gave us to know we had much we should dread. He spoke not a word but went straight to his work And I, frozen before Reggie, felt like a jerk. And stretching before him his odd shap-ed toes Reggie (the veggie) to the mother-ship rose He scanned the whole world, to his team gave a whistle To their fresh conquered homes they flew like the down on a thistle But Reggie exclaimed as he flew out of sight, "We are your new overlords, we conquered you tonight!"

Twas a Negaverse Christmas and all through the land, Not an evil thing stirred, like a dead bird in your hand. Crystals were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that energy would be collected there. The youma were nestled all snug in their beds, As visions of energy danced in their heads. And Zoisite and Malachite, as you might suspect, Had just settled down for a long winter's neck.<^_^> When out in the throne room, there arose such a clatter, Zoey sprang from his lap to see what was the matter. Malachite soon followed, quick as a flash, Angry enough to turn someone into a fine hash. The energy from the dais lent a dim glow, And barely shed light on what happened below. When what to the generals' wondering eyes should appear, But a quite drunken Beryl, and a keg full of beer! With sleight of hand so cunning, so slick, She produced Tuxedo Mask, whippity quick! More rapid than racehorses, she spoke gibberish: "We've beaten the Scouts! They had a death wish! I've invited all our friends who aided the fight, To all come and join us this fine Christmas night! There's Galaxia, and Fish-Eye, we've got them all! So come on, get busy, we'll have a big ball!" As hungry cats set before roomfuls of mice, They came: didn't have to tell them twice! To the middle of the bash, the generals they flew, Zoisite, Malachite, Jedite, and yes, Neflyte too! Then, they all saw it, by the great hand of Fortuna, The graces had granted them Sailor Scouts and Luna They all fainted quickly and by the time they came around, Their poor ears were ringing with a terrible sound. Beryl had started cheers and was refilling her stein, When, from above, there came a moon's shine. The villains collectively gasped and began to hack, But Zirconia went further and had a cardiac! The light: how it twinkled, It fostered despair In the hearts of the villains Who all gathered there. It was the Moon Princess, with her heart and her wands, Who had come to liberate Sailor Scouts from their bonds. She raised her Moon Wand, and in a voice loud and clear, Yelled, "No Negaverse Christmas this year!" The villains were worried and they vocalized their peril For the Negaverse and for the life of Queen Beryl. "Cosmic Moon Power!" Serenity shouted, sans fear. And the glimmer of death came uncomfortably near, But the inebriate Beryl, she lost drunken awe And without missing a beat, she began to withdraw The most evil weapon; one might say "It rocked!", An M-16 rifle, fully loaded and cocked. She emptied a magazine into the air, And some of it took off the long, pigtailed hair Of the Moon Princess as she fell with a thud, Into a pool of her own lunar blood. The Queen dropped the rifle and held out her hand. The Crescent Moon Wand came to her on command. The youma rejoiced and began to giggle and titter As the Silver Imperium Crystal began to glitter. We heard Beryl exclaim as they fade from our sight: "Merry Christmas to all! Earth will be ours by moonlight!"