So one of my favorite things in the world is Martial Arts. Nothing in the world could be so simple yet complex, easy flowing, yet hard to accomplish, mystically viewed, yet very scientific to analyze. I believe that through martial arts one can achieve harmony with body, mind and spirit. That said I started my Martial arts journey around the age of 12-13. I started with a martial art called "Choi Kwang Do." I joined it with my dad and we went religiously, 3-4 times a week. This ritual would continue for another 3-4 years and during that time it was some of the toughest, yet satisfying physical struggles I had for being a teenage kid.
During this martial art training in my teen years, I would find that I was so tired I just didn't want to get in there for an hour to beat my self up. I did though, I would reluctantly get in there drip, sweat on the slick floor and kick/punch/block with the best of them. The difference it would make from my desire and willingness to work out started the trend for the rest of my life. I had the desire deep inside of me that struggled to get out to push me to be the better person I could be. Marital arts brought that out with every bruise from blocking and every bloody knuckle from punching wood boards. This desire dictates that I must workout no matter what I did in life, no matter how tired I was and I must do it barefoot... if not in place that requires shoes!
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