I got my ass kicked.
My first fight ever was, well, a disaster.This little slip of a girl just knocked me out. And it still was one of the most inspiring and memorable experiences yet.
Well first some Background Information how it got to the fight. I asked my Master a couple of weeks ago that at some point I would like to try out how it is to actually have a fight and to stay in the ring. Well I didn’t quite expect it would go that fast and was horribly unprepared due to the fact that I was sick a week, am just back in training since a bit over 2 months (from which I was at least 2 weeks out because of my knee injury) and I definitely didn’t do enough extra training.
But then there I was.
As so often in China you never get a proper warning. I could swear he first said there wouldn’t be a fight this weekend, but then on Wednesday the whole thing changed again and my first fight was back on again.
Well that’s just how things here roll. Plans change in minutes and things are never the way you get told in the beginning.
So here I was absolutely unprepared (my own fault) and absolutely scared.
We left Saturday morning and it would be a long 3 hour drive to the next province. I was allowed to pick two people to come along, which were Kasia and Steve and Morten, a guy from Denmark, who
also was going to fight and another guy from the school, Marcel, who is really into Sanda and I’d say definitely the best one in our school came along.
The Van in the end was comfortable enough, just the temperature was ridiculous. It is
slowly getting hot here, summer is starting. So even if you are not moving, you are still sweating and the poor old Van had no air conditioning.
After I successfully snored for more than half of the drive and slept in all kind of strange positions, feet up, feet down, lying on the next seat, curling up in my seat, however just to be more comfortable, we arrived at the school around noon.
The only highlight of the drive was the passing of the Toll Stations on the highway, where the people working there gave all of us a proper scare.
They all said the same thing, they all had this very creepy, very fake smile and moved like robots. That smile I swear was nightmare material, especially with the slow turning of the head. We all just couldn’t help but stare every time we passed one of the stations.
Around 12 o’clock we met up with Master Du’s friend who took us to a great little restaurant.
The food was great and we tried some local dishes…especially the chicken and filled eggs where awesome, but the pork, mushrooms, greens and soup were quite tasty too. All of us enjoyed the food and I ate my fair share too, expecting the fight to be in the evening as they said before, it would be around 7 pm.
Should have known better xD Never believe a Chinese person when it comes to times and dates. Tomorrow changes to now, now to next week.
The whole understanding of punctuality is different, for a German like me really hard to accept sometimes. But I am gradually getting a lot more relaxed and there ain’t much surprising me anymore.
Sowe went back to the school and were supposed to join their warm up, but go and try to do that with a full stomach.I decided to take a rest and actually digest before I had to get onto that ring.
Here is the Video.( Will be as soon as I get my VPN to work, because it won’t let me upload to YouTube right now)
What can I say, that little slip of a girl just took me apart. She was fast and every time I went for a punch I already had her fist in my face.
Well being completely scared the first round really didn’t help my technique nor my defense and then comparing their advanced training to my two months of training. Let’s say she wasn’t bad (but not that strong yet either) and I was downright crap.
But I still had fun.
It’s this amazing thrill standing up there and focusing on it. I still was holding back a bit, like I wasn’t able to go the full 100%, I just didn’t know how to. If I was not angry enough I do not know. Because I wasn’t actually angry, I was kinda enjoying myself, which sounds absolutely horrible 😀
Who enjoys getting punched?! (Keep your minds out of the gutter…not like that-.-)
It was so great to witness how it should be and what it feels like to actually have somebody not going completely easy on you (pretty sure she wasn’t going completely out, but then who am I to judge).
It’s this witnessing how one can be when one keeps on training.
Getting an idea about what is the aim. Getting an idea about the essence and well for the first time I understand why some guys enjoy getting into a little fight. It’s the testing of skills (or none existent skills, like in my case) and going over usual boundaries.
Well enough philosophy I catched her leg a couple of times and was so surprised that I forgot to take her down, my kicks where basically none existent and crappy and she gave me a very bloody nose after the second round, which I at least finished and well we kinda called it quits after that, because after all it was just a training fight and not a competition and she very likely would have broken my nose otherwise, as often as I was running into her fist.
Would I do it again?
Hell yeah. I kinda got a taste of it and now I just want to improve, get stronger and faster and go again.
After me another student from my group had a fight too, he already trained 10 months, but then what are 10 month compared to kids who are doing this since a long time and are just training Sanda nothing else 4 hours daily. His fight ain’t my story to tell.
Let’s just add that he also got a bloody nose during the second round and that was it then. Quite funny actually 😉
that we took a couple more pictures and already made our way back. Well I didn’t sleep anymore the whole drive, totally giddy from my experience I was grinning like an idiot the whole time and enjoyed the drive.
Thinking back that was a 6 hour drive in total for a 6 minutes fight, but totally worth it.
A big thank you here for my Master, Master Du, who organized it all and gave me this incredible opportunity and Maling Kung Fu Academy who allowed me to compete.
It was a gift, because while training the last two months and being injured and so many other people being injured and moaning about this and that, I forgot why I was here.
I forgot that I decided to make martial arts my live. I know I have to be careful, because I am a tad injury prone and have the stupid headache problem, but I decided to be a martial artist. I left everything at home for this. This isn’t just an adventure for me. I love it and I forgot about it.
Totally absorbed in self-pity I forgot why I loved it so much. I wasn’t even close to giving it my all and putting all my efforts into training. Sure it was a bit a rough month, but instead of channeling my sadness and anger into training, I moaned and complaint.
The fight was a bit of a wake up call.
I have to give it my all. Because gosh it was fun and that’s what I am. I am a fighter, even if I haven’t figured out the getting angry and getting serious and scary part yet.
I am a fighter (in training), rebel and princess in one.
Let’s get back into the game and the next fight will be another ending. Or at least let’s aim for finishing the 3 rounds.Ohh what the fuck, I will win it 😉
So getting punched was totally worth it.
Did you ever have one of these situations that actually should have scared the shit out of you,
but for some reason you were having a blast? Leave a comment. Otherwise if you have something to say about first fights, bloody noses, getting over a fear or whatsoever feel free to write. Love to hear from you.
Keep being awesome and let’s keep on rocking 😉