Yeah, I'm back at judo. Item 46.
I might not be coming back with the obsession I had at 17. I always wished I had a chance to start younger and train harder. But, I've missed it. Practicing this year will whip me back into some much needed shape. I build muscle easily for a girl. I miss my chiseled shoulders, and my masculine forearms. Wait... what?
Maybe I'll fall in love with the sport all over again. And if not I'll be able to leave some energy on the mat. My Mom was never a big fan of her teenage daughter rolling around with sweaty guys, or the part where we try to choke each other unconscious. But she once said it was good because it was an outlet for some of my fight.
if nothing else I'll leave healthier (unless I tear something in my knee). Right now that's hard to remember when sitting down necessitates a five inch uncontrolled fall. In a good way.