I want to tell you about a fight I was in.
I was in countless scraps during my law enforcement career, but I’m going to tell you about my first Tae Kwon Do match.
I was apprehensive when I looked across the mat and saw my opponent. I was only 18 years old and had been sparring with adults since I was 14 years old, but this was the first time I was competing and putting it all on the line; at least that’s how it felt at the time.
The moment the referee dropped his arm, my fear turned into aggression.
I stepped forward and did what I had practiced thousands of times before—my best combination—a roundhouse kick to the ribs, immediately followed by a second kick from the ribs to the head. Continue reading “The Truth I Learned by Fighting”