The Joys of Krav Maga
One of my promises to myself when I got back from Scotland was to start going to Krav Maga 2-3 times a week. So far, I've been good on that, and I'm really enjoying it. It's such a great community of all sorts of people. My partner last night is a traveling consultant doing "private security contracts and risk management" in "nasty" parts of the world. I felt bad for not being much of a challenge for him, but I got some good pointers.
I do have some nice bruises from this week, and in the past, knowing that I'd willingly go to a class to get pummeled would have sparked some unease. Now, it just seems like something normal. A friend mentioned that it sounded "too aggressive".
I'm confused by that. It's a martial art. It's supposed to be aggressive. I started taking it for a very specific reason, because someone might still be here if they'd been able to fight more effectively. My goal is to be better prepared if someone makes the choice to take my life or my quality of life (this includes the well being of those I care about). Yes, avoiding conflicts in the first place should always be the goal, but there are times when that's impossible. In those cases, you'd better believe I want to be as aggressive as possible and ready to do whatever it takes to win. Is that intense? Yes, it is, and for good reason.
I'll stop ranting about that, because I've been in exactly zero fights and plan to keep it that way - but it's good to be prepared. :)
I rode in to work today on the fixed gear. I bet I'm a good month to six weeks away from getting the strength to push that bigger chainring effectively, but there are some good rides coming up. In the meantime, I'm getting into a new weight routine and enjoying the weather. I'd like some more progress to be made on something in particular, but it's out of my hands and I can do nothing but focus on what I can control until that happens.
Hooray for being alive,
Chris
