Last night, our Tai Chi instructor was pretty upset. Her mother is in the hospital, and isn't doing very well. "LET'S START WITH OUR BREATHING EXERCISES!" Umm, sure. Doing our Long Form on hi-speed, which I'm pretty sure is not how Tai Chi is supposed to go, but you do get to see its martial arts origins. "WE NEED MORE BREATHING EXERCISES!" Umm, OK. She also changed things up to face the four points of the compass, rather than just the mirror on the wall, and that totally messes me up.
Last class of the session. I hope her mother pulls through. Our instructor has a tough home life. Multi-generational house (old-fashioned Quebecois), where her mother has these problems, and her sister has a kid who is developmentally and physically handicapped who herself just had a baby (which raises the question of who is knocking up developmentally handicapped teenagers in wheelchairs, but whatever).
"MORE BREATHING EXERCISES!"