On a similar vein went to a local gym a couple of weeks ago watched the folks doing Karate ...and being a bit nostalgic and remembering how good I thought I was decided on joining. Well a couple of classes under my belt (sic) muscles that had long ago given up any hope of working properly had settled down. The instructor had us doing some free sparring. A young guy early 20s is facing me and I forgot how scarily fast the young can be. The skinny little runt went on to show me how old I am now.
Then the moment of reconning came with age comes wisdom and trickery. He the young buck decided he would show off with the "old guy" who by then had rememberd some old techniques that the youngster probably had never seen or heard of. The look of horror on his face to find out the "old guy" could put him down and none to gently was worth it.
The guys in the club are now very wary when we all spar together, because you can see in there eyes that they just dont know what experience you have tucked away. But for those few minutes I was Bruce Lee again.
Its great reliving some of our youth and knowing sometimes we can still turn on the old magic.
