We tore the children away from cartoons on Monday so that we could have lunch and head down to the dojo. Until 5:00, we had the dojo to ourselves, and used the time to practice rather leisurely for Worlds.
It was hot. In fact, it was very hot.
Unfortunately, we had no idea how to turn on the air conditioner. Just as we were about to expire, a helpful soul dropped by and rescued us by resetting the dojo thermostat. Not that much later, Sensei Gilliland came, noticed that the air conditioner was only functioning halfway, and remedied that, much to our great relief.
At 5:00, the first class started. I stayed on the sideline, taking pictures, while everyone else (mostly green and purple belts) went through their paces, training basics, doing bag work, and then sparring. Although the dojo was much cooler than it had been earlier in the day, we simply aren't used to sparring in that climate. "Hot? Why, it's downright cold in here," someone remarked, while teasing Sempai Miriam for how red her face had become.
I think we're spoiled by the mostly cool weather on the Central Coast.
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