My toughest Tai Chi experience?
Nicking my head with the guard of my Sabre and drawing blood during a demonstration in front of 60 secondary school students?
No.
Holding a workshop in a library with some participants spilling into the aisles where I couldn’t see them due to the lack of room?
No.
Presentating an energizer session late one Saturday evening at a conference where the booze overruled any sense of participation?
No.
The toughest experience happened in the local park the other day. I did some shopping and had time in the afternoon to practice my Tai Chi form so at about 3.30pm I drove to the park and found a secluded spot facing the man made lake.
It was a beautiful setting, sun shining, no breeze, perfect for Tai Chi.
As I started my Tai Chi form they appeared.