New People in Krav
I love Krav Maga. I respect and admire my instructors. Together these have changed my life in many positive ways. I've learned how to push myself harder and how to be humbled because I know how much further I can go. Seeing the people at the 5AM workout before class on Monday was one example of the latter, and after yesterday's class I joked, "let's go running!" Three people asked "where", and before I knew it, we were running up the parking garage and doing pushups on the flats. Oops.
My one complaint has been and still is the loose nature of the curriculum. In some ways, this is fun, because you never know what you'll do on a particular day. However, it makes getting started difficult. I was lost for the first month or so, trying to get my bearings and not get hurt. It's the new people who are the most dangerous, either through being too timid or too aggressive without control.
I've seen the former a few months ago, and the latter last night. The guy was all pumped up and ran up to throw some punches, elbows, and knees at me. The punches were the first clue that all was not well, because they were flirting with the top edge of the pad, just under my jaw. It was the elbows that almost did me in, because I had to hide behind the pad (discretion and valor, blah blah). If the guy had been doing them right, I would have been defenestrated.
He sat out after that, but it just makes me wish that we had better training for new folks. Maybe it's a sign for all of us to be more vigilant.
