I enjoyed my evening of Aikido last night. A bunch of stout chaps playing with energy and feeling gravity.
It’s not like one of the rote learning martial arts where some dude yells at you. I got this on the one class of Seven Mantis Donkey Crane Kung Fu I once took and never went back.
It’s more of a system of learning buy analogy – your hand is a knife, your arm is a knife, you’re making that guy into a pretzel. That kind of thing. The instructor seeks to include other styles, and the dojo is also teaching judo and being a ninja. Yes, you read that right. There are ninja classes. I didn’t stay for the 8pm ninja class. And if I did, I wouldn’t tell you, that would be me standing silently behind you as you read this.
Aikido classes are on Mondays at 5:30 near I35 and 51st St, and at other times throughout the week. Come fly with me.