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Stretching My Legs

Circles Have No Beginning

My friend (and Capoeira instructor) Lang invited me out to attend her classes during my month away from Karate, so I took her up on her invitation and attended a few classes. I have to say, it’s been a long time since I did any structured class for Capoeira, and let me tell you, the first time I went my legs were sore as hell.

But the energy of Lang’s circle is strong. Much stronger than it’s ever been. So strong that it actually compels you to shrug off the fatigue and soreness and keep the games going.



It was nice to go back to something familiar,
even if it was just for a few hours…
Click to enlarge…



Circles Have No End

On top of the fact that Lang was teaching, my friend Tien also takes the class. Capoeira is where we met and became friends, so that was another reason to really enjoy my time there.

The icing on the cake was Mestre Augusto. He’s a great master from Brazil, full of mischief and incredible technique. He’s a lot of fun, and it was an honour to play several games with him. He is, as they say, a true malandro.



Three malandros. Mestre Augusto
is in between Tien and myself.
Click to enlarge…


It has been about four years since I have done Capoeira. I managed to meet Mestre Acordeon a short while go. That made me nostalgic, but I was embroiled in Karate at the time. I was determined to not let anything distract me.

It was only recently when I performed a short demo at my Shodan grading that I realized how much I missed it.

Mrs. J asked me an interesting question the other day…


If you had your choice to travel and study a martial art at its source, which one would you do? Capoeira? Karate? Which one of the arts that you know would you choose?


I realized that I couldn’t make the choice. It was too hard. I love all martial arts.

So I said…


France, to study Savate.

🙂

5 Responses

  1. Is it just me, or does Tien look insanely boy-ish in that picture? He looks like he’s about ten.

  2. Dave, don’t you know that all asians appear younger than they are?
    Jorge, Savate. If you do that make sure you learn french cane fighting too….

  3. Oops!
    Thanks Tien.
    Fixed!

  4. Thank God for Google.

  5. HI there I just happend upon your blog and thought I’d say hi! Looks like a fun class:)

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