It was the right time of the year for the folk of Knock to be searching the skies for something spooky. Apparently a message was given, and we all wait with baited breath for that message to be revealed, maybe it'll be the results of my grading, who knows?
I wish I had an apparition. I could do with the help. Are my chambers correct? Is there enough power being generated? Is it turn left, or right in Choi Yong? God knows.
Your man says I shouldn't mock the almighty. This blogger is a realist.
Realism. The Sunday sessions continue, they don't get any more real than this. Lung stunningly tough. Plenty of pad work today, and plenty of sparring, plenty of detail and plenty of sweat.
God it was tough... here's your man again.
I'm still shooting too much off the back leg. That's the consequence of tiredness. Marto reckons I'm moving better now than I ever have. Marto knows technique, if he says that, God knows I'm happy.
News in the ITF is that the North Koreans are talking to Master Trans group about unification. It wasn't long ago they were at logger heads in the courts over who owns the office. I used to have a real interest with what the groups did at that level. Used to. It's really all about men in suits, status, power blocs and above all airgead.
Freud was right.
Tomaz Barada will be in Dublin next week. I'm looking forward to that. The most accomplished of them all, and not an air or a grace about him. I hope to be fit enough, I reckon I'll be alright, once the mind set is right.
As for my four followers, I will make an appearance sometime around 3pm tomorrow.
Jesus, even Brian of Nazareth had more than four followers!
oops here's your man again.. leg it.
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