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I went outside to take my washing off the line and raced upstairs again to get the camera:
Ur duin it rong
17 Feb 2008 07:30 pmThat's pretty much how the Tai Chi workshop I returned from an hour ago could be summarised.
The workshop was run by one of the first-generation instructors and firstgen pupils of Master Moy, meaning he started this over 35 years ago so someone who is as close to Master Moy's style as possible.
So, during the workshop he taught us rather advanced versions of a number of common moves. So advanced in fact that it was the first time for even the senior GB instructors who were there (people doing this for 15 years or more). People who usually smile and do things over and over again without breaking a sweat were huffing and puffing, the sweat running down their bodies.
I discovered parts of my body I didn't know existed and probably learned more about Tai Chi than in the last 3 and a half years so it was worth it. I'm really glad my first workshop (the International one two years ago) wasn't like this or it would have put me off workshops right away. This was my main criticism of the event, usually things were such that everyone, from someone just having started their reguar class to those with 10 and more years experience. This was exceptionally hard if not impossible for beginners and still hard for the veterans. Still, we survived and managed to come away wiser, fitter and with a better idea of how Tai Chi works and what it does to our bodies.
The drive home (via A12/Ipswich/A14) was good and far less crowded than last time via the M11. The sunset was absolutely gorgeous. While you couldn't actually see the sun because it was too hazy the haze diffused the deep orange light so much that it looked like the whole horizon was on fire. Beautiful.
The workshop was run by one of the first-generation instructors and firstgen pupils of Master Moy, meaning he started this over 35 years ago so someone who is as close to Master Moy's style as possible.
So, during the workshop he taught us rather advanced versions of a number of common moves. So advanced in fact that it was the first time for even the senior GB instructors who were there (people doing this for 15 years or more). People who usually smile and do things over and over again without breaking a sweat were huffing and puffing, the sweat running down their bodies.
I discovered parts of my body I didn't know existed and probably learned more about Tai Chi than in the last 3 and a half years so it was worth it. I'm really glad my first workshop (the International one two years ago) wasn't like this or it would have put me off workshops right away. This was my main criticism of the event, usually things were such that everyone, from someone just having started their reguar class to those with 10 and more years experience. This was exceptionally hard if not impossible for beginners and still hard for the veterans. Still, we survived and managed to come away wiser, fitter and with a better idea of how Tai Chi works and what it does to our bodies.
The drive home (via A12/Ipswich/A14) was good and far less crowded than last time via the M11. The sunset was absolutely gorgeous. While you couldn't actually see the sun because it was too hazy the haze diffused the deep orange light so much that it looked like the whole horizon was on fire. Beautiful.
