So Samson called around yesterday and found a studio that is about a 15 minute walk from the apartment that will do a private lesson for me at 11 a.m. M-F for about $80/month. You can't beat the time and the distance--just perfect to hop in the shower and grab a quick bite after the workout and still be at Oedae by 2 p.m.!
I was hoping for a class of some kind, but in many ways the private lesson could be better. For one, I'll feel more like I have to go because I've made a commitment and it's just me. For another, less embarrassment from being the awkward, out-of-shape foreigner in a class of Koreans who have been studying taekwondo for years. And finally, you try finding a personal trainer or martial arts master in the US who will meet with you 5 days a week for an hour each time for that price! Yikes!
Basically, if I don't die the first week, I'll get in pretty darn amazing shape by the end of my time here. I'm glad I brought the ibuprofen...
In an effort to lessen the shock my system is likely to experience, I woke up today a bit early and plan to go for a long walk (hopefully aerobic) and maybe even a bit of a jog. Times like these I wish I was a runner of any kind, as running would probably be a better preparation.
Today Samson is setting up my bank account (yay!) and the secretary was preparing my health card (double yay!). Jane gave me the business card of the English speaking vet in Daegu who is good (Princess will need her for travelling home) and her Daegu transportation system card. They take the same card on subways, buses, and in some taxis.
Oh yeah... and the TKD studio doesn't speak any English. I was expecting this, but it still doesn't make things easy. I will try brushing up on some Korean before Monday. For now, I have to go workout... Eek!