Awesome stories on this thread!
A recent real-life situation where aikido saved my butt bigtime: I was walking out from a great aikido class, and my dojo abuts a really noisy street. Walking along the sidewalk, I heard a tiny bling-bling behind me. I turned around, and it was from my wedding ring, which had fallen out of my rolled-up jacket pocket.
I really felt like my post-aikido-class zanshin enabled me to hear it, above the din of the cars and trucks going by. Most other times during the day I would have been too wrapped up in my own world to notice it, at least over all that noise.
Last edited by Jesse Lee : 07-31-2003 at 02:42 PM.