"...kickboxing, you ever heard of kickboxing? Sport of the future? Don the Dragon Wilson? Benny "the Jet" Uriquez? Mercy Mess on the Champions of Sport? I can see by your face, no. My point is, you can relax because your daughter will be safe with me for the next 7 to 8 hours, sir."
I think I identify most with John Cusack characters most often because each one starts off as some ordinary dude who, through the course of the film reveals himself to be a zen master in disguise that not only seems to have his finger on the pulse of that guy that all guys want to be, but also what it takes to make life worth living.
Not that that has much to do with the quote above. That was really more for the angle of kick boxing. My neighbor and I have been throwing the idea back and forth for quite some time now of heading over to Koguryo Martial Arts (which is like 2 blocks from the house) and seeing what it's all about.
Well, Sara found out they had a special for 3 classes with gloves for $20. So we went last night.
Turns out they also had 5 classes (with gloves) for $30, so we got that.
And the instructor was like 'So....were you going to stay for tonight's class?' Urm....sure.
25 minutes later I had entered the 4th circle of hell. Wow,
The cool thing is, I know I'm going to have to dig deep to stick with this. Not sure if I'm going to get a membership or not, but I can see it being something I stick with. They also have traditional martial arts training. And I will probably migrate over to that after the 5 classes of kick boxing are done. We'll have to see.
You know what's funny? I'm not as sore as I thought I would be. I'm actually....refreshed. Weird, I know. But...what can I say? lol. Good times.
Alright....off to work on things around the house.
Have a fantastic weekend!!
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