For the last 4 months I have been the co-lead instructor of our aikido dojo, and the dojo-cho (person who runs the dojo).
The pandemic was rough on us. We lost most of our students during the months we couldn’t practice. People understandably moved on to other things. No regrets at all for shutting down during the worst of those pandemic months. We probably save some people from being hospitalized.
So now we practice at a local recreation center, and we are an official class offered by that rec center, for about $60 a month. Being in a rec center attracts a different kind of student. We get a lot of people who just want to see what it’s all about. They stick around for a month and we never see them again. That’s fine. We get fewer people who are martial arts fanatics, which is really good. We need people who jump from art to art to art. Honestly, I’d prefer we just have normal, average people who want to study aikido. That’s it. We’re not training people for the Octagon.
We have two students who are up there in age. One is 68, the other I think 73. They have been practicing with us a year now.
As I personally approach retirement in just a few months, and as I also enter the last “chapter” of my life, I’ve become very guarded about how I spend my time. I put a lot of thought into what I’m doing. Those remaining hours of relatively healthy life are valuable, because at almost 62 right now, even if I lived to be 80 and I was healthy for most of it, I know it will feel like the time just flew by.
Now, I have to admit that I have felt some frustration with our new students. The two older guys are good guys. One of them is learning. The other, well, I feel like he might have had a stroke at some point because I can’t tell that he is learning anything. And we almost always have a teen boy in class who is just has no relationship with his own body. Very hard to teach. It stretches my patience as an instructor, but I understand that is part of it. I believe that aikido is for everyone, and now is the time to prove it.
What I have come to realize this week is this: Those older guys — they are choosing to spend the valuable and precious remaining time in their life practicing with us, and being taught by us.
When I think of it in those terms, which I did for the first time yesterday, it is a bit overwhelming. They are HONORING us with their time. They are honoring me by being my students. That time they are using – it is beyond precious. Like all our time on earth, it is really the most valuable thing we have, and we can’t save it, stop it, or get any replays.
So I feel re-energized, and I will do the best I can to teach them well.


