
Making a painful, wonderful discovery in Japan
A few years ago, I traveled to Japan to spend five weeks training as a live-in student in the martial art of Aikido. This was a very intense training time. On long days we got up before 5 a.m. to start a cycle of arriving at one of several dojo (martial arts training halls) nearby to clean the dojo one hour before class, practice for a one-hour class, serve tea, clean, and then move on to the next place to repeat the process. The long days had six classes, so we tended to get to bed around midnight before repeating the cycle the next day. On shorter days we would have only a few classes and could even sometimes rest or travel nearby. We also had certain holidays when we'd travel into the mountains or to nearby parks or universities to demonstrate, train, or simply rest and celebrate.