Tai Chi kicked my butt last night. I went in all cocky, thinking I was getting pretty good at all of this. There were 3 other people in the class last night, all much more experienced than I, and I quickly came to realize that the Debbie had been taking it easy on me. Humbling. Completely humbling. We did a series of 7 poses, each a little more challenging than the last, and we had to hold each one for a couple of minutes "so our bodies would remember." Ohhhh yeah... my body is still remembering... It wasn't that the poses were difficult in and of themselves. It was the balance required to hold them. I discovered I have no strength. I don't habitually fall over (unless my ankles give way) or run into walls, so I'm assuming my basic balance is OK. I think my core is weak and my muscles in general are weak. I had a hard time holding any pose for more than 20 seconds. I became a little discouraged, but in a way it also made me determined. I remember this feeling when I used to ride horses, and in particular when I was learning to ride them over fences. No matter how many times I got ditched off the horse, landing in a heap on the ground (sometimes going over the fence myself, instead of the horse - in a spectacular dismount!) it just made me that much more determined to get up and try again. I think it's that way when you really like something, when you truly enjoy it. A challenge is good in those cases - it keeps things interesting, and it makes any improvement you see that much sweeter. So maybe it's good that I'm terrible at this. It'll only be up from here!