Next week it will be six months since I took up karate. Prior to this my activity level had been close to zero - myself and exercise were like magnets that repelled, but no more. Six months ago I was 10st (too heavy at 5ft 1in), a tight size 12 and a 34DD cup. Now I'm 9st despite gaining muscle and size 10, a 32F cup and very pleased. The bust effect can only be explained by developing pectoralis major, since even karate cannot make your boobs bigger however visually, the effect is the same. Additionally, I feel happier and get to eat more - much more - presumably because my basal metabolic rate has increased from greater muscle mass and the additional calories burned through exercise. I also consume less alcohol which is good for me and assuming I don't get unlucky, I should live longer since all the exercise will lower my risk of death from cardiovascular disease and some cancers. Win, win, win.
I am eternally grateful to my Sensei who is wonderfully dedicated to the sport and to his club and without even knowing it has bestowed upon me F-cup tits. I watch him give children confidence and see the improvement in their behavior. He is also very tolerant of those who will never be good, or even moderately good. His area of expertise is kata. Sometimes watching him can be jaw-dropping. Kata done well is amazing to watch, it's not just the accuracy of the movements, it's the power. Replicating this is easier said than done. I've not written for a month and the reason is there's been nothing to tell, I'm stuck. I know the moves to six katas, but I lack what my Sensei calls 'technique'. By this he means power from the hip and probably a lot more besides. Essentially, the thing that makes kata different from dance. Without power there is no point. So this is the next challenge, because until I start to get this, I will not progress, but if anyone can teach me, he can.
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