I suspected this would happen, but my Dad managed to keep his vow not to give me ANY MORE MARTIAL ARTS LESSONS because I DIDN'T APPRECIATE HIM exactly...one week.

Today we had the usual exercise, and I put a lot of enthusiasm into it so I wouldn't get the giant rant.

It was cool, because I'd just read Birds of Prey: Sensei and Student to him, so he taught me how to do the Haymaker punch Black Canary used on Cheshire.

I picked it up pretty quickly. Dinah would have been proud.

Anyway, I'm procrastinating on a whole bunch of stuff, and with no sign of stopping.

I'm glad to be getting lessons again, I was worried if I didn't do it for a year I'd be out of practice when I picked it up again in college (I plan to find an instructor).