About Aikido of Champlain Valley
Lessons on the Lawnby Maria HazenThe level lawn was spongy green. Perfect, I estimated, for trying to amuse my then 18-month old nephew with a few cartwheels. It had been a few years but doing a cartwheel is like riding a bike, you never quite forget. At least I hoped so. I led off with my right hand, whirled feet skyward, and landed more horizontal than vertical on the soft turf. "What was that?" demanded my sister as I began to laugh. That was an aikido forward roll, I giggled. Had two and a half years on the mat really done that? Drilled into me not to fall stiff and extended, but curved and curled? I tr |