Sparring. This last week we sparred for what felt like the first time in forever. Rusty, slow, hesitant, out of range, off target, basically I was back to square one. And all that did was make me want to spar more.
I had forgotten how much fun sparring is. To get hit, blocked, kicked, and smacked repeatedly reminded me that my ego meant nothing as soon as I walked through the door at the Kwoon. The smack down I received was much needed, and I want more 😃.
So hopefully Covid doesn't prevent our sparring in class (if it does - c'est la vie), my gear is cleaned and ready, I am pumped to get another "lesson".
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