Kyokushin, take 2

So tonight was the second kyokushin class. I think personally I did worse this time than I did last Wednesday at the first lesson. Bleh. I hate being a newbie, I hate not knowing the moves, I hate screwing up, it all makes me extremely self-conscious. And being more self-conscious doesn't really help, it just kind of makes you screw up more. I need to get PreZ to run through some of the punches with me, it's the ones that have both arms doing completely different things concurrently that really throw me off. And yes, I know it'll eventually come to me, and the senseis and sempais are all patient and stuff, so it's mostly me being hard on myself rather than anything exterior. Part of it is also a general lack of fitness too, you don't kick quite as high as you could when your legs feel like they're going to fall off if you do it one more time ;)

And I need to start doing things like push-ups at home, I have fuck-all upper body strength, especially the arms. Next class on Wednesday, so maybe tomorrow night I can get PreZ to go through some of the stuff with me in preperation, and read up on the counting stuff that some people helped me out on (thanks guys).

At this moment though, it's bedtime... I need to go pry the little plastic discs from my eyes, reinsert the industrial, and crawl into bed with my most-likely-already-asleep husband. And tomorrow morning I get to welcome back muscle ache no doubt ;)

Irritations

Sometimes I wonder if our upstairs neighbours have listening or spying devices installed here, seeing as they always ALWAYS manage to start using water when I'm having a shower... no matter if it's early in the morning, mid-morning, anywhere in the afternoon, and sometimes even early evening. It's ridiculous. Add to that that they were fucking vaccuuming over our heads before 8am this morning. Argh.

Somewhat sore after yesterday, which will make tomorrow's class fun. Not as sore as last week, but sore in different places, like around my lower ribcage.

Oh yes, and it's snowing. Again. Damnit Spring, you're letting me down here.

I Want A Famous Face

Has anyone seen that MTV show? Am I the only one who finds it profoundly disturbing?

The premise basically is that they're following people, early twenties, who want the face of a famous person, and are actually going through plastic surgery to look more like that person.

When I tuned in they showed a guy who wanted to look like Ryan Phillippe (Reese Witherspoon's other half), and he'd gotten out a $5000 loan to have a nosejob, picked his plastic surgeon randomly out of the yellowpages, and gotten the surgery. Of course just picking someone out of the yellow pages is a Really Bad Idea (tm), I can't even comprehend why you'd choose a surgeon that way, especially not one who's doing surgery on something as important as your face. Needless to say it didn't go very well, and he has a crooked nose now.

Then they cut to a pair of twins who wanted to look more like Brad Pitt and showed them going through the surgeries. Two weedy looking guys, one with skin worse than Freddy Kruger. That actually was what all three of those guys looked mostly like... lanky with bad skin and average looks. I have to say, that post-op the twins did look a lot better. They didn't look much like Brad Pitt though.

Supposedly next week a girl is going under the knife to look like her idol Britney Spears, she wants to work as a Britney impersonator.

Now while I can understand not being entirely happy with your face or body, and wanting to change things about it, I don't think I could go to a plastic surgeon and ask to look like another person. Looking better and changing stuff sure, but not trying to be some kind of bizarre carbon copy of someone else.

And on the topic of plastic surgery, we were on the subway to Grand Central last night after karate, and there was a woman who had to be late 50s or early 60s, who'd very obviously had a facelift. Obvious because altogether way too many facelifts seem to have the skin around the eyes pulled too much back, so that they look as though their eyes are going to pop out. It's similar to the way you'd put fingers in the corners of your eyes and pull back as a kid to pretend to have more slanted eyes. Joan Rivers has that skin-too-tight-over-bones look too, it's scary.