I loaned my canoe and kayak to Chris a few years ago so he could go camping with his MAP buddies. When he returned I asked how the weekend went, expecting to hear tales of wild drunken cavorting in the bush. Turned out nobody had brought any beer, and the nearest thing to a decent drink in anyone’s kit was a protein shake from Popeye’s. I was disgusted at the time;...
Read MoreFor those of you who haven’t been keeping up, MAPdad was supposed to record the thoughts of a undeniably middle-aged father as his young sons take up the sport of Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. Things got derailed when DAD, confined with his laptop to the front lobby of MAP, realised that more fun, not to mention grist for the mill, might be had by joining the kids on the mat. ...
Read MoreIt’s been a few months now since I started UBfit classes at Martial Arts Planet, and I’ve come to know, at least to some extent, the personalities of each of the coaches. There have been five of them so far, rotating the shifts so that on a given evening I’ve never been sure who might be teaching the classes. This may have been a deliberate policy, keeping the MAP...
Read MoreSo, it’s the morning after your first UBfit session and you find that life after exercise is less comfortable than before. In fact, when you first wake up you think that death might be an attractive alternative. But why? You busted your butt, kept up with the game, swung and sweated like Joe Frazier in Manilla – how come you don’t feel like a world class...
Read MoreThe alarm goes off at 7.00 am and I awake from a paralysed slumber. I reach over to hit snooze, but somehow my arm doesn’t want to obey my brain and I fumble about before giving up, eyes still glued shut, as blather from the K-Rock morning morons invades the bedroom. I’ve chosen K-Rock deliberately. Nothing is more guaranteed to drag me out of bed than hearing...
Read More“Everyone grab a partner!” I look around. There’s an obvious shuffle away from the sweaty guy with the blood-bespattered feet, the girls relieved at finding they’re present as an even number. The kid on the cement bag teams up straight away with someone who might as well be his great-granddad. That leaves me as the odd man out. Chris rolls his eyes and has no...
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