Breakfast

At 6:30 this morning 6 relentless Aikidoka, not including our Sensei, could have been seen through the activity room window at the local swimming pool. Windows slightly steamed from their exertions, rolling backwards and forwards, throwing each other seamingly without effort. They smile as they do so, 'how peculiar' one may think.
All in all a refreshing and inspiring experience. So much so, I would be happy to start each and every day at the break of dawn, if it meant I were able to practice Aikido every morning.
Lunch
Acupuncture can perhaps be traced back to 3000BC, believe it or not, where (somewhere in
The voltage started low, and after twenty minutes was amped up. On the verge of painful, but not quite, and somehow... relaxing.
Perhaps a good method for helping my body to adjust to the new morning Aikido classes, I just pray it thanks me rather than punishes me for the treatment I received at the hands of my friendly chinese acupuncturist!
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