Suvivor

Suvivor
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Sunday, January 17, 2016

Fighting Father Time

  No Martial Artist thinks there will come a day they will suffer the stiffness, pain, medical issues and slowing of reflexes as middle age sets in. In younger years we train hard, stay strong and perfect technique. We develop our minds and harden our bodies. In our youth we heal rather quickly when injured. It seems time is on our side and nothing will ever slow our progress.
  Then it happens. Months pass. Years pass. Our bodies remind us of old injuries. Some of us develop medical issues. Others develop Arthritis. Our joints have worn. Our strength and speed seem to be attempting to fail us and we fight to hang onto our abilities.
  Many become frustrated and think of hanging up the gloves. Others strive on and fight the good fight. Some drastically adapt their training programs to keep them in the game. Once a warrior, always a warrior deep in the heart. Those that have to retire often fall into despair and depression. It is like having part of one's soul ripped from their body.
  So as it is, I speak of myself as well. Old injuries, surgeries, medical problem, severe arthritis- all raising their ugly heads beginning in my earl 50's. Returning to the Martial Arts after training younger years saved me from a complete failing of all mobility. Now at age 53 the arthritis has reared it's ugly head again. My hips are stiff and the pain sometimes is unbearable as I train. I have had two Kickboxing fights in the ring at age 52. One win, one loss- to men much younger than myself. Now my training is focused on Kenpojitsu and boxing.
  Now I await my next appointment at a sports medicine, orthopedic treatment group. I am looking for relief and the treatment needed to continue my way of life. The way that disciplines me as a man. The way that even makes my personal relationship with Christ better. The way that gives me purpose. The way that gives me a chance to serve younger people seeking the same path in life.
  Yes, the warrior spirit lives inside of me. I refuse to give up and will rise above the obstacles. I will not quit, it is not an option. I will keep the path I have chosen and give to others what I have gained. If what I do does not benefit others it is done in vane. A warrior I will be until I fade off into the sleep of death,to begin a new life on the other side.                

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