September 1st, 1991
Twenty-five years ago, today, I took my first karate class.
It’s incredible to look back and imagine a boy who just wanted to learn how to do cool moves, and who wanted to stop being bullied. A boy who had no idea how that day would be a pebble in a pond, the ripples from which he would still be feeling two-and-a-half decades later.
The list of experiences is long and filled with so much joy and pain. I met so many amazing individuals and, unfortunately, plenty of despicable ones. I fell in love with teaching and nearly all of my “greatest hits” involve the achievements of others, rather than my own; memories in which one of my students had a breakthrough.
But beyond the techniques I learned, the experiences I had, the obstacles I overcame, some of the most important aspects of my training were the life lessons I stumbled into and the resulting philosophy I developed. Here are just a few of the things I learned along the way:
Twenty-five years' worth of first days. And I'm grateful for every single one of them...
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