Ok, so we all have our different reasons for training, but here is something I find interesting that only seems to come up in jokes
What are the completely nonviolent ways you have applied your training in real life?
Of course there are lots of general health-fitness-confidence benefits, but what about specific cases?
I will go first:
1) When my son was about six months old, he grabbed a spoon full of baby food and was about to dump it all over himself. I immediately grabbed him by the wrist and performed a perfect eskrima knife disarm on him without spilling anything.
2) Nobody in my extended family/friends can tickle me or wipe dirty/wet hands on me. I am an invincible martial arts master when it comes to an untrained opponent moving extremely slowly with no desire to do me harm in a supportive environment.
3) On multiple occasions, I have used proper falling technique to save myself from being an idiot. One example was when we were late for a flight and took off our shoes to go through security, and I ended up running in my socks. I slipped and landed flat on my back and my stuff flew everywhere and the whole busy airport got quiet as people wondered if I just died. I was fine, but my hands stung for a while.
What are the completely nonviolent ways you have applied your training in real life?
Of course there are lots of general health-fitness-confidence benefits, but what about specific cases?
I will go first:
1) When my son was about six months old, he grabbed a spoon full of baby food and was about to dump it all over himself. I immediately grabbed him by the wrist and performed a perfect eskrima knife disarm on him without spilling anything.
2) Nobody in my extended family/friends can tickle me or wipe dirty/wet hands on me. I am an invincible martial arts master when it comes to an untrained opponent moving extremely slowly with no desire to do me harm in a supportive environment.
3) On multiple occasions, I have used proper falling technique to save myself from being an idiot. One example was when we were late for a flight and took off our shoes to go through security, and I ended up running in my socks. I slipped and landed flat on my back and my stuff flew everywhere and the whole busy airport got quiet as people wondered if I just died. I was fine, but my hands stung for a while.