Another post.
So at Cinco de Miko. Something happened I'd been waiting for a while. I got to test myself a bit. Quite frequently when at parties, someone mentions that they "want to go," in passing. Mostly I used to brush that stuff off telling myself they were silly. But in recent times, I decided I wanted to find a situation where it would play through.
This is hard to explain. The most believable, "I'm a man and want to flex my muscles. Rawr." has actually less to do with it than one would think.
We don't exactly come from a violent society. That being said, there are exceptions, but they live outside of the law. The fact is, if the necesary situation were to arise, I don't know if I could arise to the occassion. Not everyone is so ignorant of thier limits. But I want to know my limits before anything can possibly happen to people around me and how I might be able to help them in thier time of need.
If someone wants to fight, I want to know if I can best them. And more importantly my best way to do so based on if they have a weapon or back up, ect. Without formal training or much actual experience, my options are limited. Tonight people were ready to tussle a bit. I could handle wrestling with Frazier and eventually Eric. Frazier I out weigh by so much, he'd have been hard pressed to win and Eric was just to drunk to really hold command over me in the propper situations. Bateman also joined in the fun, though a little less traditional for my experience though. He wanted a boxing match.
This is where my test really came in. Wrestling, unless you try, is easy to avoid actually injuring the opponent for the most part. But I can't punch Bateman and not potentially hurt him. I was able to avoid most of his blows with his body, so I can defend me theoretically. But I had a hard time swinging on him, afraid I might hurt him, without gloves or something. Eventually I was able to swing, but only when I knew he was open and it was not in the face and after he had swung on me a few times overhand. Now that being said, he had mentioned he didn't really want to hit me either. IF he'd wanted to, he probably could have hit straight on once or twice because of his reach. Atleast if he was well enough versed, his reach and speed were hard to avoid. More importantly though, I found that even under the circumstance where I believed someone I knew was ready to hit me, (because I believed it, I think) I was not ready to hit him back fully and directly. This information was more important to me.
I am slightly disappointed in myself, but what's most important is knowing my limits before the need arises, I think.
This is hard to explain. The most believable, "I'm a man and want to flex my muscles. Rawr." has actually less to do with it than one would think.
We don't exactly come from a violent society. That being said, there are exceptions, but they live outside of the law. The fact is, if the necesary situation were to arise, I don't know if I could arise to the occassion. Not everyone is so ignorant of thier limits. But I want to know my limits before anything can possibly happen to people around me and how I might be able to help them in thier time of need.
If someone wants to fight, I want to know if I can best them. And more importantly my best way to do so based on if they have a weapon or back up, ect. Without formal training or much actual experience, my options are limited. Tonight people were ready to tussle a bit. I could handle wrestling with Frazier and eventually Eric. Frazier I out weigh by so much, he'd have been hard pressed to win and Eric was just to drunk to really hold command over me in the propper situations. Bateman also joined in the fun, though a little less traditional for my experience though. He wanted a boxing match.
This is where my test really came in. Wrestling, unless you try, is easy to avoid actually injuring the opponent for the most part. But I can't punch Bateman and not potentially hurt him. I was able to avoid most of his blows with his body, so I can defend me theoretically. But I had a hard time swinging on him, afraid I might hurt him, without gloves or something. Eventually I was able to swing, but only when I knew he was open and it was not in the face and after he had swung on me a few times overhand. Now that being said, he had mentioned he didn't really want to hit me either. IF he'd wanted to, he probably could have hit straight on once or twice because of his reach. Atleast if he was well enough versed, his reach and speed were hard to avoid. More importantly though, I found that even under the circumstance where I believed someone I knew was ready to hit me, (because I believed it, I think) I was not ready to hit him back fully and directly. This information was more important to me.
I am slightly disappointed in myself, but what's most important is knowing my limits before the need arises, I think.