So I am still away from Judo class, and in Disney World with the family.  I have been thinking a lot about Judo however, and wanted to throw a couple  of thoughts on Judo, and how it relates to my life up on the blog.  As many of you might, I use Google Alerts to let me know of what people are saying about certain topics (though I just heard of another product that I intend to investigate.)  One of the topics I monitor (as you might guess) is Judo.  One of the posts today really touched me.  It is a post by someone a woman who is not seeing the weight loss, nor the skill advancement that she had hoped in her Judo training.  You can read her Judo post here.

As soon as I saw the title I felt it pull my heart strings… I could relate.  I am also fat.  That’s one of the main reasons that I took up Judo (as well as a desire to have something to do with my son, not to mention a need to feed my male desire to throw and things and get physical   )  I also find myself frustrated with my own Judo-retardedness at times.  And I also have not seen weight loss as a result of my training.

But I have had some great experiences.  The cardio benefits have been great.  Months ago I would nearly blackout from los of breath during Randori.  Now I do very well.  I feel that improvement help me in so many other activities in my life.  I just feel healthier, and quite frankly feel less likely to keel over from a heart attack after climbing a flight of stairs.  I feel better about myself when I am going to Judo.  I walk talker, and feel good about who I am.  I am also enthralled by the fact that I learn something new each class, about moves I already knew (or thought I did.)  I feel like a kid who is shown how the magic trick really works.

I want to thank the author of this other post for making me know that I am not alone.  None of us are.  I am so eager to get back to Judo.

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