A few days ago, a friend of mine (he knows who he is) shared this inspirational meme on Facebook.
Of all the things I've been dreaming of doing, those Krav Maga classes I've been talking about for months jumped to mind. I can procrastinate like no other, and I usually invent a string of excuses. It probably costs too much, I'm too busy right now, I need to get in shape first, etc.
I've always wanted to take some kind of martial arts class, but frankly I've been too intimidated to actually take the plunge. There's a Krav Maga studio right here in the neighborhood, so we can't beat it for convenience. We have no kids to work around, and it's extremely unlikely that I'll be pregnant anytime soon. I probably have more free time now than I ever will again. Add to that, I now have a part time job that should cover the expenses. As frustrating as these months alone can be while Dave is deployed, I'm feeling driven to find a semi-violent physical outlet. Really, nothing is stopping me but me.
I was still thinking about it this morning, and puzzling out the details before Mass started. I was sitting in my favorite section of my favorite pew, and just couldn't get it out of my mind. I was so intent on it in fact, that it took me a while to notice that the church had shiny new hymnals in all the pews. How nice. As we all stood for the processional, I flipped open the one in front of me, and saw the dedication on the book plate inside the cover.
Generously donated by
Krav Maga - Maryland
Are you serious?
Okay. I'll pick up a class schedule tomorrow.