I have been spending my Saturday afternoons in Marikina. In MARIKINA! That’s like Mordor to me in terms of distance (Okay, it’s just in the outskirts which is super near Katipunan, but still counted as part of Marikina). If you know me well enough, you would know how much unwilling I am to drive to that part of the metro, until I started training Taiji last June 2017, thanks to a friend’s invitation.
Hold on! Before you start picturing old ladies and gents exercising in parks, here’s a great article a friend and classmate of mine wrote about what we do — Chen Taijiquan.
So anyway, I’ve had a few random thoughts:
- Distance becomes irrelevant for me once I find an activity I really like and find worth committing to. In relation to that…
- The lengths (in this case, distance) I will go to for the love of martial arts still amazes me.
- While I may have found a new love for “waterbending” as Gab calls it, I still do Muay Thai on weekdays (Fire Nation forever!) — twice or thrice if my schedule permits or once if there’s a looming deadline. And even while managing to find time to train in two different martial art forms (three if we are to count Wing Chun, which I also have somehow started training in recently), this has surprisingly been the chillest I’ve been while preparing for several upcoming exhibits.
I love movement, and being a self-proclaimed true blue Sagittarian, martial arts has always been my thing ever since I was a kid, not that my parents had me take classes on weekends or during summer vacations. It was a big frustration for me, actually. But that didn’t stop me from developing such a huge love for it, thanks partly to after lunch kung fu movies I and my grandpa religiously watched. That said, the first thing I did with my first salary on my first job straight out of college, was to get myself into Jeet Kune Do and the rest is history, but I digress.
Anyway, although I regretfully skipped training for one whole month due to preparations for two consecutive group shows I started 2018 with, I’d say this kind of feels like having finally been able to achieve the almost ideal work/art-life balance I’ve always wanted.
Ending this post with my latest photo from one of my Muay Thai sessions last week. I don’t get to document my training as much as I used to, but rest assured, it’s a continuous thing. Can’t live without martial arts after all; I get sick when I am deprived of it for too long.
Note to self for the year: Be a bit less fiery, and instead…
“Be like water making its way through cracks. Do not be assertive, but adjust to the object, and you shall find a way around or through it. If nothing within you stays rigid, outward things will disclose themselves.
Empty your mind, be formless. Shapeless, like water. If you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put water into a bottle and it becomes the bottle. You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Now, water can flow or it can crash. Be water, my friend.” — Bruce Lee