Last month, my husband suggested that we enroll in a Tai Chi class. As a 40-ish woman who preferred active sports like swimming, kickboxing and taekwondo, Tai Chi is the last exercise i would want to do. For me, it is a "slow" sports meant for "older" folks who cannot be quick enough to move fast. It won't pump my heart enough to satisfy my cardiovascular exercise. These were my preconceived ideas.
But i want to be a witness to my husband's life. When you are married, half of you is different. Half of you is an unexplored territory. You cannot know the other half in your lifetime unless you intentionally create a bonding. Hence, i joined.
After several meetings, i discovered that Tai Chi is a form of martial arts, taught in steps, sections, bits and pieces. Whenever i practice at home, my husband would either join me or correct my movements. In class, my "kikay" personality would come out whenever the teacher freezes the step and we were left hanging there - left foot tiptoed, right arm up in the air, right leg bent with all our weight resting on it - and it was crazy trying to find my equilibrium. So, i would shake my hips and start acting funny. My East Indian classmate would smile as he could see it from my back. My husband doesn't see it for he is in front of me.
Every week, my husband and i exercise with seven or eight more chinese and east indian classmates. Relationships are developed in those meetings. What's more important, my classmates could see how my husband and I relate - lovingly and with respect.
Tai Chi reminds me of developing marriage relationships. It comes in small sections, steps, bits and pieces.
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