I have just been to Tai Chi.
I knew three things about Tai Chi before I went.
- It is a martial art
- The practise is so slow that you would be forgiven for thinking that it is purely for self defence against the Common Sloth.
- One of the wonders of my life was watching a Tai Chi master give a demonstration of self-defence. He moved so fast he blurred.
I had heard it is good for you, and that is usually enough to make me avoid. But lately my body has been surprisingly grunchey, a bit sore and snaggerly. Enough to make me think it could do with a bit of gentle exercise – nothing too OTT you understand, we don’t want to get carried away and become healthy, fie!
Tai Chi ticks lots of boxes for me:
- I have a friend going (a big bonus)
- I can walk there. Although I do have a license I avoid driving as much as humanly possible.
- It is gold coin donation!! Full of good intentions I once joined a gym and paid for a year, knowing full well that I would not get my money back if I did not go. I went twice…
- Tai Chi is so slow and gentle that it may just trick my brain into thinking that I am not doing any exercise.
- It is a martial art so if I do by some miracle manage to stick to it, I may just be able to defend myself or someone else if necessary (admittedly this is unlikely).
- I like that it is the opposite of all the mad, sweaty, lunging, lycra clad, abs of steel bullshit.
My name is Ros and I am a self-sabotage.
I have been trying to go to this class for the last couple of months. And every Monday for the past couple of months I have managed to find some reason why I can’t. I even actually made it one day, in time to find the tutor was off sick, so..
This time I was late – they had already started. I lurked at the door briefly and then tried to slope off , not wanting to interrupt you understand, but got caught by the kind teacher and ushered in.
And it was fine.
I didn’t make a complete tit of myself and fall over my own feet. I loved being outside in the warm air with shoes off on the soft, lush grass. All ten other women were chatty and friendly, with most of them at least a decade older that me, a couple of them in their eighties. I love the names of all the different exercises.
Best of all, I was made to realise that my body really needs this. Even this, what seems like non- exercise took effort and I enjoyed it and felt so calm afterwards.
I will go again.