No, no, I don’t mind at all…I HIT HIM. I HIT HIM. I HIT HIM!!!!!!
In fact I gave him a bloody nose and for a short time his hand didn’t really work because of where I punched him.
The bloody nose was an accident, but the point is I punched him. Not once or twice, but again and again. I didn’t need him to threaten me or even dig deep into my inner anger, I just did it.
I got to the park and Arete was there. He said, lets go and I was like umm, what, ok. He started throwing punches and I did the normal blocking deal and then when I saw a chance I hit him. It wasn’t pretty or super hard, but I hit him without provocation, other than then the fact that I was getting hit. After the first hit, I smiled and I thought, that was easy. As the training progressed I got more comfortable and hit, punched, blocked, kneeded, you know all around kicked butt.
When he is ready to fight he puts his fist up which means I should do the same because he doesn’t always wait for me to do so before he starts hitting me. Towards the end he put his fists up, but not like he was really prepared, so I punched him in the chest and said, “You should have your hands up.” So, he smiled, put them up and then I punched him in the stomach and said, “A little slow.” He smiled again and then came at me. I did take a beating for that, but it was so worth it.
His punches were harder and faster. I am not so fond of getting punched in the stomach, but I totally took it. I end up on the ground a lot, but I am getting faster and avoid it more often and once I end up there, I am getting meaner.
After my cocky smack talking deal, he grabbed me and picked me up to throw me on the ground. Normally, I fight to get a way, but this time I grabbed him into me, pulled him down on top of me and pushed(I suspect he helped launch himself as to not completely crush me)him over my head. Unfortunately, I pulled him right on top on my body and the weight of his body landed right between my breast as I hit the ground. I heard some cracking and thought, Huh, that hurt.
I did have to take a tiny little second to lay there. He asked if I could breath and I said yes and I only needed about 30 seconds before I was back up and ready to go. Thinking it is gonna hurt tomorrow.
If I leave my one foot out in front of the other one, he steps on it. Annoying, so one time his foot was out in front of the his other foot and I stepped on it. I think I ended up on the ground. He said, “Hey, I haven’t taught you everything I know.” I said, “Don’t care, if I see it I am gonna try”. “I would rather get the crap kicked out me then be afraid”. I got a high five.
Did, I mention I HIT HIM?!