Tiger desperately wants to take Karate. He really wants me to take it too. The only problem is that I have absolutely no desire to take Karate at all. I've already done Tae Kwon Do and it was nothing to capture my heart.
I called up Julia at 3:40, thinking it was pretty jerky of me to ask her to come over to watch Lily on such short notice, but she practically flew out the door in a wave of glee the second I asked her to, and showed up by 4:30 thrilled to death, practically pushing us out the door. She later volunteered to oblige us with her services every Monday night.
Anyway...So we went with J&O to go and check out this dojo (or however you spell it). We had the wrong location at first, so we arrived for the beginning class a bit late. The sensei seemed nice and all, but I still wasn't convinced. Tiger immediately threw his money at the guy and signed up and bought a gi and everything. I couldn't believe that he did that without even observing one full class period, but he is much more decisive than I can ever hope to be, and, well, I'll just say that I'm sure he found a way to do some through Internet research in the last few days. We ended up staying to watch a blackbelt class, and that was pretty cool. One good thing that he pointed out is that there were a lot more people in the advanced class than the beginning, which is a good sign as there are usually a ton of people who start and think it is cool but then drop out before they are anywhere near advanced, so the fact that there are all sorts of really skilled and accomplished people in the club is a good sign to be sure. In all honesty, I've got this idea that a lot of martial arts gigs are a bunch of nerdy teenage boys that are attempting to be cool and failing miserably, but this one didn't seem to be like that at all. In fact, there were several female blackbelts who looked like they meant serious business, and I am always won over by chicks who can kick ass in whatever they are doing.
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