Alive... ...and still kicking.

I need to hit the hay, so this will be a short one. The pink-eye turned out to be much worse--inflamation of the iris. And damn it hurt. Thank God for steroids. (Eye-drops--nothing performance-enhancing). But after several doctor's appointments, I definitely got knocked out of the routine. I missed several days of workouts--not in a row, but every other day. I incorporated some of the missed sets into a couple longer workouts--I especially didn't want to miss out on some of the stretches, and the back exercises. But after tonight's stretches, I'm back on track. Since the eye issue is such a new and interesting source of excruciating pain (sarcasm--heavy sarcasm), I've decided not to risk starting up raging parties in other regions of my body. I decided to quit Aikido, at least for the next few months. It wasn't bad, just waaaay too risky for my joints right now, especially with the couple die-hards in the classes and all of the newbies. As Patrick noted, Americans tend to waaay over-do the martial arts, and even Aikido Dojos can often become "injury city." I'm taking a break while I'm still injury free, and think about coming back to it when I'm a helluva lot more flexible, and my system has calmed down. Onward...