Yesterday I was reunited with my old kickboxing coach Phil Newman after 15 years. This man taught me at an important stage of my life and he helped me beyond the techniques of the sport. I had my first kickboxing lesson with him when I was about 9. Yesterday at 26 I had my first lesson again. There was no holding back. After chatting with Phil on the phone about my goals he put me straight to the test. Sounds scary right? Well to be honest I did almost crap myself when he paired me up with his student Lewis.
I called Phil coach because the word coach to me means more than instructor. My coach Phil gave me further belief in myself. He showed me alot of respect and because of that I worked hard to show him respect back. It's hard to find special coaches like Phil Newman!
I got there 10 minutes early so as I was warming up I got to see Lewis in action on the pads with Phil. Hence why I was crapping myself. Lewis knew what he was doing. He was absolutely nailing the kicks and Phil was pushing him hard. It was a warm welcome as you could imagine seeing someone for the first time in ages! Back then when Phil knew me I was tiny-er and more timid. It must have been have made him feel old haha
So we start with a few slappy happy games. I couldn't stop flinching at first. I was so nervous about getting hit! haha I couldn't stop blinking. Phil always stopped us at just the right times. Lewis had great control and pushed me as we sparred on. As time went on I became more relaxed and I really enjoyed it. Phil taught us how to control positions and use what we had to our advantage. I have to say Phil was a lot tougher on me than I ever remembered but in a good way. He got the balance right and because of that I'm thirsty for more. Words will never describe how much of a great session back it was. Maybe I should try get my black belt? I'm definately booking sessions right now! And bring on my 1st official kickboxing fight in 14 years or so.
If you read my blog about 3 weeks ago I had the opportunity of a life time. I made a decision to make a stand and start doing the things I deeply missed and loved. I'll post a link further below to share my previous blog post on this subject.
Here's an extract..
"RENEWED FROM THE ASHES- MY OPPORTUNITY
When I was 11 years old I did everything. I was a footballer, cricketer, kick boxer, snooker player, golf and tennis enthusiast. I loved most things active, especially when it involved a ball, required lots of dynamic movement and/or being creative. I was always extremely keen to be my best and I was a teachers pet. I got a huge buzz of self esteem every time I was paid a compliment or given the nod; the sign that the teacher respects your skills. For me it meant a lot because I never excelled in school. I was always taken away from friends because of my learning difficulties. My sports were the one area where I was treated as if I belonged".
Read more to find out why I gave up and returned 15 years later on the link below.
RENEWED FROM THE ASHES- MY OPPORTUNITY
Here's to new lessons yet to be learned,