It may sound strange coming from a guy who’s entire professional life revolves around fitness and martial arts, but I actually hate working out. Is this some sort of blasphemy against the almighty deity of fitness? Is it hypocrisy? Do as I say, but not as I do? Nope. Not even close. Continue reading
In my teacher’s and my own dōjō (道場 – “martial arts training hall”) we spend a lot of time cultivating our skills as uke. An uke (受け) is a martial arts student who, during a given training session, “receives” a technique from another student acting as the tori (取り). Wikipedia defines the difference as one “who completes a successful technique [tori] rather than who initiates one [uke].” Having a good uke as a training partner is very important, but being a good uke is paramount.
The role of uke often gets a bad rap. Too many times I have seen students relegate themselves to becoming little more than an “I attack, then stand around while the other guy does something to me” participant. When it’s time to be uke, the “pause” button gets pressed and human punching bags are born. That doesn’t seem right, does it?
It certainly doesn’t feel right, at least not to me.