It’s not about the promotion or where you’re headed. It’s always about the here and now. About the reality of what you’re dealing with in the moment. If they need me to clean the toilets, wash down the elliptical trainer, the recumbent bike, the treadmill I do it without attitude. People my age waltz in laughing, flirting, have a grand old time. I’m OK with that even when I’m on my hands and knees in front of them scrubbing away. I don’t need to pull a poor me Cinderella scene cuz Krav Magra has given me discipline and focus. You take whatever tool is at hand and use it to annihilate the enemy as quickly as possible. You deal with reality, not theory or life in the perfect moment. You respond with a steady stream of counter offensives and killer moves. There’s no bowing. No gi. No hiyaah. Most important of all there’s no agenda. It’s kill or be killed with one eye fixed on the exit sign.
Eying the Exit
June 29, 2012 | 0 comments