I find it truly hard to believe that I have been doing this for 8 years. Until June 2006 I had never, ever tried any form of martial art. I used to race motorbikes; not super competitively, but fast enough to hold my own. Then I lost a good mate on the track and my best mate on the road.
I had two gorgeous kids and a beautiful wife and I needed to grow up fast. I needed to start acting more responsibly. I needed to start acting in the best interests of my family. I needed to wise up. So I stopped riding and started fighting; I started practicing the ancient art of Muay Thai.
I immediately immersed myself into the sport and found myself in the ring doing full-contact fights within the first year. At 35, I was perhaps a little less sharp than my 20 something adversaries. A couple of years and three knock outs later I decided that I am not the best fighter. But that does not make me a poor student of the art of 8 limbs. On the contrary. I value my club and my club values me. I give a lot to my club and my club gives so much more back to me. Is it worth taking the hits: of course it is, because I am living with less fear and more self-confidence. I am fitter and stronger, in mind and body, than I ever was before I started Muay Thai.
As I say; sometimes you have to stand a little closer to the edge to really see what is out there.
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