09/28/2026
I started practicing martial arts when I was in high school. More than forty years later, at 58, I’m still on the mat, still teaching, and still learning.
Martial arts has been one of the great enrichments of my life.
It has kept me strong, fit, active, and capable as I’ve gotten older. It has also given me some of my longest friendships. There is something strangely bonding about spending years throwing, grappling with, choking, kicking, and punching your friends. You test each other, struggle together, and somewhere along the way training partners become lifelong friends.
Then there is the intellectual side.
Martial arts is an ocean. Balance. Kuzushi. Timing. Distance. Leverage. Body mechanics. Angles. Strategy. After more than forty years, I can still discover something new and wonder how I never saw it before.
But as I get older, I think the greatest joy has become teaching.
My son in this picture is receiving his brown belt. Moments like this remind me that eventually martial arts stops being only about what it can give you.
You begin to pass it on.
You watch students become stronger, more disciplined, more confident, and more capable. Eventually you realize that they are acquiring many of the same things martial arts gave you.
That may be the greatest privilege of being a teacher.
You don’t just get to practice something you love for a lifetime.
You get to watch it take root in another human being.
There is a joy in learning. There is a joy in doing. But there is a special joy in passing it on.