Martial Arts
The martial arts are battle-tested traditions that have existed for millenia. Their etymological underpinnings are based on them being the Art of Mars, who was the Roman god of war.
The are quite a few forms of self-defense originating in the Far East. These include various forms of Karate such as Bushinryu, Mas Oyama's Kyokushin, Chojun Miyagi's goju-ryu, and Gichin Funakoshi's Shotokan. Gichin Funakoshi is known as the father of modern Karate.
Some other forms of martial arts include the Japanese discipline of Aikido (the "Art of Peace" which was founded by Morihei Ueshiba), Sumo wrestling, Wing Chun Fist (a type of Chinese Gung Fu), and other forms of Kung Fu like White Crane-style, Flying Crane-style, Northern Praying Mantis-style, and Southern Praying Mantis-style.
There also exists the combat systems of Jigoro Kano's Judo (the "Gentle Way"), Bujinkan Ninjutsu, Hwang Kee's Tang Soo Do (the "Way of the Tang Hand" - a reference to China's Tang Dynasty), Taekwondo (the "Art of Punching and Kicking" which later became popularized in the United States by Jhoon Rhee), Hwarang-Do (based upon the practices of Korean warrior-poets), Nunchaku-Do (techniques of Nunchuks), Dojutsu (a subsidiary of Ninjutsu), Kiaijutsu (a style based upon utilizing the vocal chords as weapons), Shurikenjutsu (throwing star techniques), Bujutsu (military arts), and Bojutsu (Bo staff techniques).
Aikido has to do with redirecting energy through joint locks and wrist locks. Aiki is internalized energy whereas Kiai is externalized energy. Wing Chun Fist was designed to defeat an opponent bigger, stronger, and faster than you.
Ninjutsu, the "Silent Way", was pioneered by the disciple of a Chinese warrior-monk during the 12th century. That disciple's name was Daisuke Nishina and his mentor was called Kain Doshi. The Shinobi (Japanese term for ninja) were the wizened mountain elders located in Iga Prefecture. Daisuke Nishina changed his name to Daisuke Togakure after founding the Togakure-ryu, or the "School of the Hidden Door". One of his remote successors was Toda-sensei, who trained Jutaro (later "Toshitsugu Takamatsu" AKA the Mongolian Tiger who mentored Masaaki Hatsumi).
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And on to what I wanted to write.
Years ago, when I was but a young college student (I have no idea what demographics I reach with this blog, but I don't THINK it's a lot of high schoolers? Prove me wrong, I guess), I made the decision that I was going to spend my final fifteen months in college doing whatever it took to lose weight and get into better shape. I'd been steadily gaining weight each year since I'd finished high school and it was getting to a point where clothes were hard to find, seats were hard to fit into, and my back and knees were giving me chronic pain.
My weight was not crazy high. At my heaviest, I was 255 pounds. A lot of people in the world are heavier than that and are perfectly fine and, let me be clear, I'm perfectly fine with them, too! I'm a big believer in the idea that you can be healthy at any size. But I can't. Or at least, I couldn't. I wasn't healthy, and I wasn't happy, and I decided to do something about it.
So I dieted. I exercised. And I lost about a pound and a half a week for months. I started in September (I graduated in the beginning of December the next year, hence my fifteen months, because my college class schedule was odd), and when the summer break began, I had to go home and wait before I could come back for my final quarter and finish my final classes and graduate. I did not walk with a hat and robe and all the other fancy accoutrements, because I already had two Associate's Degrees and had done so then and didn't want to do it again.
My college years were odd.
Anyway.
So I had to go home, and that meant no more access to the gym at school, where I'd been running on an elliptical every day because an elliptical is easier on my joints than a treadmill and I don't like stationary bikes as much.
So I approached a friend of mine from my old college, the one where I got my two Associate's Degrees, who'd spent his whole life studying martial arts. Around the same time I'd started my fitness journey, he'd started one of his own: he'd begun a 100-day program called IRON BODY TRAINING under the tutelage of his master, a local carpetlayer in a small town who happened to be the grandmaster of a style called, according to the friend, "Slide-In Black Panther Kung Fu," but which Google tells me might actually be called "Black Panther Combat Gung-Fu." In other words, if you Google that second phrase, you might find the grandmaster of it! I won't tell you his name, though! You're on your own!
All I'll say is that he looks EXACTLY like all those fuckin', like, strip mall dojo masters who can't do martial arts for shit, just another slightly paunchy middle-aged white guy with gray hair and a goofy smile, but I met the guy years after this story and he really actually is an insanely skilled martial artist. I mean… is he deadly? I don't know. I just know he was very skilled and very strong when I met him and he would regularly travel around for competitions and exhibitions. It might be that he's just a good performer who tricked me. I won't claim one way or the other.
What I will say is that the IRON BODY TRAINING that my friend was doing was pretty serious. It was a 68-minute routine that relied on a lot of isometric poses and body-weight exercises mixed with difficult yoga poses.
It isn't the hardest workout around if you don't want it to be. It's as hard as you want to make it. That's the fun of the isometric exercises involved, where you need to tense your muscles as hard as you can while you do them. You get out what you put in. And, since I suddenly had like eleven weeks stuck at home, I asked my friend to teach it to me. He agreed, on the condition that I commit to it. See, the IRON BODY TRAINING is a 100-day program. You do the exercises every single day for the hundred days, and you have to follow some additional guidelines:
No intoxicants or stimulants, that is, no alcohol or caffeine
No other recreational drugs
No sweetened foods (that is, no chocolate, candy, milkshakes, etc.)
No fried foods
No red meat
No sex of any kind, even the kind you can have by yourself
A lot of people get to that last one and feel the need to make a joke about how they could do the rest, but not that. Whatever. As my friend put it, it's not like the IRON BODY POLICE will come and take away the powers granted to you by doing the IRON BODY TRAINING if you break the rules. But he had followed the rules, his master had followed the rules, and he made me promise to follow the rules. So I did.
I remember asking him a couple of times about the finer points of the rules. For example, could I still drink a protein shake after a workout if it was chocolate-flavored? I was having a hard time finding protein powder that WASN'T sweetened. And what about sugar free chewing gum? That's still sweet, too. He told me that those were fine for the simple reason that avoiding them would have been harder than it was worth. So, if you think those are breaking the rules, I did break the rules. Sorry.
I could tell a lot of stories about doing the hundred days and how I was going crazy for a burger and a latte by day fifty and then day on day 101 I bought both and they made me sick because the flavors were so disgustingly overwhelming, but that's not actually the point of all of this.
The point is that, after learning the full IRON BODY TRAINING, I wound up working a temp job at an Autozone warehouse. And it was a very physically taxing job! It hurt my back!
There was one exercise in the IRON BODY TRAINING that was really good at stretching and working out knots in my back, though, so I would do it while on my breaks (trying to at least do it where nobody was watching, of course) or at home after work. I don't know what it's called outside of the IRON BODY TRAINING, and I don't feel like explaining it. I'm sorry. You'll just have to wonder, I guess.
And I told my friend this. I told him that I had started doing some of the IRON BODY TRAINING exercises to stretch out my back and feel a little less pain on the job. And he thought about that, and then he said, "Then it was worth it for me to learn it."
It wasn't enough for him to learn it and do the training himself to improve as a martial artist or improve his own physical health. He had to teach it to someone else (me), and that someone else (me) had to use it to improve their (my) life in some way. Once that had happened, it was worth it for him to have ever learned it to begin with. That's what it took. Him learning it led to it helping somebody.
And that, I tell myself on a regular basis, is my baseline, too. I complain sometimes about my writing not reaching nearly as wide an audience as I'd like, but I stick with it, because if I've made life a little better for even one person, then it was worth it. That's what keeps me working on my novel, too: the idea that, once it's finished, it might reach a single reader who cares.
Yep. That's where I was going with this. I wanted to try to encourage anyone out there who's working on something that doesn't seem to be doing big numbers that maybe it's worth it even if you have a small audience.
I'm not so foolish as to say that making a difference in a million people's lives isn't more impressive than making a difference in one. I'm just saying that making a difference in one might still be worth it. So go for it. You never know.
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