Anyone whose known me for any length of time can imagine how little I like being treated like a girl when it comes to Martial Arts. I don't mind being knocked down, hit, whatever.
Well, OK, to be perfectly honest, I'm a little bit of a girl when it comes to take-downs and throws. I don't like that at all...but I don't expect that to stop someone and I certainly think I need to get over that, so bring it on. Anyway, here's a little story about how great my fellow Kung Fu-ers are about not treating a girl like a girl when they're in the ring with her.
I was at Kung Fu on Sunday (yesterday) and we were in sparring class. We were fighting point matches as opposed to the more traditional continuous sparring that we usually do.
I was fighting Joe, who is the biggest guy in the school. He’s got really good control and everything, but he likes to hit in the head, and I have a tendency to be sort of weak with taking head shots. I get punchy pretty quickly.
Anyway, I had already taken a couple of good tags that day, and I’d started with a headache…so when he hit me again, I was little off balance, and started to go over.
I felt Joe grab my arm, and ShiFu yelled “break!” Because he wanted to score Joe’s point for hitting me in the head.
I grinned at Joe, thinking how nice it was that he had kept me from falling on my ass and embarrassing myself.
“Thanks”, I said.
He grinned sheepishly, “It wasn’t sportsman-like. I was grabbing your arm to pull you into another punch.”
Oh. OK then. As long as we’re clear. J