One of my newer students asked me a question after class, something along the lines of:
You can pretty much handle anybody in the street, right?
I replied with “Not only no, but hell no!” and seemed to get a confused look at first. I then explained that in the street, things are pretty different than in class and there are no guarantees. None at all.
Anybody can be taken out at any time. It doesn’t matter how good you are, you’re not invincible. You can always have an off day and not see it coming. Or sometimes, you just mess up. It happens.
On the other hand, it’s easy to look good in class. I mean, I’m the one showing everything, explaining how it’s supposed to be done and by default I’m the benchmark for my students. I’m supposed to be able to pull it off against them. If I can’t hack it against them, then I don’t really have much business teaching. So I do understand why he would think I’d take on a horde of ninjas in a dark alley with one arm tied behind my back.
We talked some more and he explained how the training has made him feel more confident, more secure than if he had to throw a punch, the other guy would at least feel it. Which sparked another round of long explanations on my part (my older students groan when they see me get ready for another Castro-length speech…) covering things like adrenal stress, the difference between sports fighting and actual combat, running instead of fighting, and so on.
As I drove home that night, I thought about it some more. It’s been a long time since I started training but I remember the feeling you get when things start to come together for the first time: [Read more…]