Lollipop said:
Sounds like it is turning into a good thing for you!! Being able to get around better
"skipping" and 19 pounds is alot of weight! If you wanted to do that, it's great!
I am glad it is getting some better your post are sounding more upbeat!
Yes, losing the 19 pounds was intentional, and I still have a lot more to lose! Which will help, I think, in making sure I don't injure myself again (I know size doesn't matter, but taken with all of my other physical limitations, reducing size can only help).
There have been only two things in my life that ever made me really happy - music and writing. Since I gave up music, there had been only writing, and because of work, I haven't been able to do much of that. But since taking up aikido, I now have something else that makes me happy, and it makes me want to change other things in my life as well - like, for instance, the kind of work that I do.
(This next bit properly belongs in Where's TD, but I'm on a roll here).
I've always wanted to be in some area of performing arts, whether it was as a musician, an actor, a writer or a director, but living the life I did, my dreams were always thwarted by my parents, and for the past 25 years I've bought into the "You have to be practical" mantra my parents ground into me. Music wasn't practical, you see, so every chance my father had, he made sure I couldn't succeed in that area (he refused to pay for private lessons even though he knew from the start I had real talent, and when I took up piano lessons, he disassembled the piano to ensure I wouldn't be able to practice on it).
When I went to university, I hadn't made up my mind in what area I wanted to study, so he bitched at me for the courses I was taking, until stress and the sudden onset of those killer migraine headaches I'm still suffering from forced me to quit (I've never gone back).
"Get a job - a real job," said he when I came home and dropped the bombshell about quitting school. So, I did. However, each successive job made more and more depressed, and despite being an excellent employee, my depression affected my ability to work and I was fired, from more than one job.
Working freelance brought some job satisfaction, but it has its own stresses, like when work dries up and I have no money to buy my meds or food or even new (used) clothes.
I tried to keep up music, but living in an apartment means you have to respect the neighbours' right to quiet, and playing a piano or a violin guarantees hostilities with those living next door.
I've tried to keep up my writing, but it's hard to do when I'm tired and stressed out, and I usually like writing in the small hours of the morning - not conducive to being alert on the job the next day. So even my writing has dwindled away.
It's been really depressing thinking that this was the way I was going to live the rest of my life, work during the week, watch tv on the weekends, never going out because I couldn't afford it, and never being able to express myself artistically which is really who I am.
Then I started to take aikido, and all of a sudden, a whole world of possibilities opened up. Heck, if I can throw some great big 6'4" guy, what else can I do?
I'm still trying to get my violin back from the person who borrowed it from me and I've been pricing electronic keyboards. I've also been looking into courses I can take that will get me closer to the performing arts I so want do.
I don't know if I'll get to where I want to go. But this is what aikido has done for me. It's opened me up spiritually as well as physically, and the "real me" is starting to peek out.