Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Early days

This is the first of few posts where I will lay out my journey to date.

June of 2012, I signed up for the Muay Thai program at Black Belt Martial Arts (BBMAC) in Kensington, MD. My daughter Claire had been doing Tae Kwan Do "Little Dragons" program for a while and I was really liking what I was seeing in both the kid and adult program. The thing was that, although I had done a variety of martial arts back in eighties and nineties (culminating in several years of Aikido), I was out of shape, overweight, and worried about looking like a complete fool. When BBMAC offered a June "Father's month" (where all the dads could do a month of classes for free), I screwed up my nerve and signed up.


I would love to say that I was instantly in my element, and though I enjoyed it from day one, I was really not good, not good at all. I was game though and the staff and students were unrelentingly (and unironically) encouraging. Here is a shot from September.

Its actually kind of uncomfortable to post this now since I was 30 pounds heavier and hardly able to tie my belt at this point.

Time passed and I started into sparring and other somewhat more advanced stuff, but it was still clear I had a long way to go. Here's a picture from not long after I started sparring in my gear.

Turned out I really enjoyed the sparring, but more on that down the line.

Beginnings

This is the blog of one guy, late forties suburban dad, who discovered Muay Thai and his journey from beginner to wherever it leads. The name is a play on the idea that it takes 10,000 hours of anything to gain mastery, and I figure it will take something like that number of punches before I throw one I am really happy with.