March 11th, 2021 | Martial arts
I miss training martial arts. I miss the fact that you are allowed to behave almost like an animal for an hour or two, several times per week. And it being completely socially acceptable. All of our lives, we are pretending as if we are pure intellect. That our bodies are just meat bags that take us from point A to point B. Well, there's not pretending in martial arts. You are your body. Grappling and strangling people. Punching them. And, of course, getting whooped and strangled also. As soon as I get to Palermo, I'll start training again.