I may have posted about this before, but I'd like to do it again. I'm absolutely flabbergasted about the way taking karate has changed my thinking. I am not now, not yet, and may never be buff and tough. However, I used to consider exercise of any kind boring, dull, and agony to get through. So to find myself actually thinking that I want a hard workout, that I want to push my body past its current limits, is practically a miracle. It's like not even being in the same brain. I don't breeze through class, or go, 'Yippee! I'm going to go to karate class and get all sweaty and breathless and possible bruised and banged up!" I still have plenty of moments of not wanting to go, of wishing to just stay home and spend an evening on the computer. These moments are no surprise at all; they are consistent with my 41 years of existence. So what is this weird thing in my brain that wants to be good at karate? This truly is still completely odd to me. Calling it a 180 degree turn doesn't do it. It's more like shooting straight up into the air and heading to the moon.