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One day, someone asked me this question: Are you after a name?
The question came up because of my reluctance to do kickboxing (Boxing and Muay Thai) drills that deviate too far from my Jun Fan structure. I kept saying ‘Oh this is or this isn’t JKD’. He told me I was missing the point completely, and how mistaken I was to think JKD as a “name”. Read the rest of this entry
My Martial Arts Odyssey essay in 3 parts!
Read them in this order:
Good And Bad first, followed by Learning To Get Hit And Other Lessons and finally Biblical Lesson.
Teck Y. Loh
I am going to conclude the S Saga with a sermon. Do not, I repeat, do not cast pearls before swines. Especially truly valuable ones which you have gotten through expensive overseas trips.
It came to pass that after I had left Singapore for the USA in 2000, I started practicing JKD. And it naturally followed that I left S’s camp once I found competent teachers, even though they were in a faraway country across the ocean.
However, back in 2008 (I think), I was back in Singapore again and my JKD teachers were away in USA and UK. I was still training, but without the benefit of teachers and group support. And at the same time, a tournament was taking place in Singapore. So, when I ran into S again, my sole training partner at the time advised me strongly to make use of this chance encounter. Read the rest of this entry
Paul, the Singaporean training partner, made this observation when I told him about sparring in S’s class.
“Too soon,” he said.
He thought I wasn’t ready for full-contact sparring when I hadn’t even learned how to throw a punch properly. S, however, thought differently. After a few lessons with him, he invited me to spar with some of his more aggressive fighters. Mind you, I wasn’t asked to spar with students at my level, but the senior ones who had already been following him a year or so before I did. Read the rest of this entry
Lately, I have been thinking a lot about where I was, where I am and where I will be as a martial artist. And that means thinking about the teachers, both good and bad, who shaped me and got me to where I am today.
I am not as accomplished as I want to be, but life ain’t perfect. I am, however, a stronger, smarter and better-informed martial artist than when I first started my foray into the martial arts as a clueless newbie. And that’s a fact worth celebrating. Even though I am not as accomplished as I want to be. Read the rest of this entry