A Moment of Madness and Sanchin – A Clarification

I’ve been working to some tight deadlines recently with both my fiction and my non-fiction. I’ve been living on horrible things like dark chocolate digestives smothered in peanut butter and intravenous caffeine. Did I say horrible? I meant unhealthy. I  haven’t been getting a lot of sleep and my training has been suffering too.

So last night I decided I needed some exercise and, under the influence of the above, I did a very foolish thing.

I got on my exercise bike and thought I’d do a quick 10km and kid myself I’d had a workout. The thing is, I’ve been nursing a shoulder injury for a while now, and this bike has the handles that give your arms a workout too. I wanted to rest my shoulder for a bit longer so I didn’t use the handles.

Nothing wrong with that, but here’s the crazy bit. I figured it would be a good idea to kill too birds with one stone. So I set the bike up to face my desk and proceeded to pedal away while I proofread a couple of articles.

I held my wireless mouse in one hand and used the other as a mouse mat. The scrolling was a bit erratic but otherwise it was going pretty well. That is until I started to heat up!

Sweaty hands and wireless mice are not a great combination and I dropped it on the floor.  And that’s when I had my full on cartoon character moment. It never even occurred to me to stop pedalling, I just leaned down to pick up the mouse and WHACK! I was seeing stars. Not good.

The handle hit me right in the middle of my forehead and actually knocked me off the bike.

So, I learned two things last night:

  1. When you’re exercising, you’re exercising! Keep your mind on the job at hand.
  2. No deadline is worth killing yourself over.

And, I learned two things today:

  1. I shouldn’t have posted to my blog after my whack on the head last night.
  2. You never know who is reading your blog.

I got an email from a former Sensei this afternoon. (Osu, Sensei!)

He was concerned about the horribly sadistic incident in Sanchin that I mentioned in yesterday’s post and wondered if it might paint karate in a bad light. To be fair, the email was tongue in cheek but, having reread the post, I can understand why he raised the point.

So, just to clarify, the scene in question does not happen in a dojo and is not karate related. I should perhaps have mentioned that, but it never occurred to me at the time of writing.

The lump the size of an egg on my forehead may have had something to do with the omission.