Gasshuku: a word that brings both joy and terror. Joy because of the amount of keiko to be had over a weekend, and terror because, well, the amount of keiko! I have been to a number of gasshuku at different dojos during my time in Japan but it was my first time attending this particular gasshuku. I was already a little concerned because the sensei who beats the tar out of me on a regular basis would have me at his mercy (that word is not in his vocab by the way) for two days, but I didn't know how ...
お前とやりにくくなったなー "It was difficult doing (*in this case) kendo with you" is what sensei said to me after keiko last night. I can't think of any other activity where I would be pleased to hear that. If a woman told me that I'd be gutted. If I were on a baseball team I'd feel ashamed with my performance. After kendo, I feel great! In fact if I were told the opposite, 上手やな "Your ...
Updated 17th April 2009 at 01:20 PM by xvikingx
So Alex offered me a blob spot (*I can't stand the word blog, so hence forth it shall be called blob on my blob) on Kendo World the other day. God knows why, but bless his cotton socks. I've never blobbed before. I have to admit I'm not much of a writer either. In fact every attempt at keeping a diary has ended with me either forgetting about it or losing the actual booklet I was writing in. I can't promise material as interesting as Alex's work; hell I can't even promise semi-regular updates. However, ...
Updated 28th November 2008 at 12:31 PM by xvikingx
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