I was standing in the middle of the gym with all my classmates staring at me amusingly watching my intents to defend myself against my opponent.
I was the smallest bloke in the class, in age and size, but at that time I was not very interested in their opinion about me.
I loved martial arts and despite of my efforts, the combat ended up really bad for me.
But in that particular moment, for some reason that was irrelevant to me and after that humiliating exercise, my teacher made a long list of all the appalling mistakes I made that time. Actually I made all the known and unknown faults listed in the manual. But I was so focused on my passion for training that it didn’t sound intimidating or discouraging to me. Continue reading →
When I was in my teenage years I remember I thought that when I´d turn 30 I would be officially an adult. My uncle was 55 years old at that time and he told me he felt awesome, in good health and as active as ever.
Of course I thought he was only trying to make others think that he was not too old. I believed he was really old at that age and I told him so.
He just laughed and told me that age was not really in the body but in your mind. I laughed even harder and thought he was just trying to convince his mind that he was still young and strong. Nevertheless I was very impressed to see how hard he trained at the gym that day. Continue reading →