More Krav

For some reason I keep fighting kids half my age who have been training since they could walk, or are training for an MMA fight, or freaking Marine officers.  Don't get me wrong, it's fun.  But it hurts!  On one hand, I'm pretty happy that I can hang with people like this but on the other, I'm willing to bet that they don't hurt as much the next morning. 

Krav Maga

For those unfamiliar with those two words, Krav Maga is a martial art developed by the Israeli special forces.  Virtually everyone over there knows at least a little since almost everyone serves in the military.  Granted, not everyone knows the special forces version but even the watered down version is pretty hard-core. 
Anyway, a little more than a year ago, I met an ex-Marine who teaches the art (oddly enough, two days after my brother and I were talking about it) and promptly signed up.  And it has been a ton of fun.  And pain.  Lots of pain.  Moving on.
Finally, after a year I finally got to spar.  First with sticks and then hand-to-hand.  I had done both at place where I used to live but that was nearly a decade ago.  I had remembered it being fun but I had forgotten just how much fun it is.  Fortunately, a lot of previous training came back to me and I think I did quite well.  Hopefully, this will become a regular thing and more people in the class will get gear so they can get in on the action.