Max sparred yesterday for the first time in his new Taekwondo class. For those who've been around a long time (yeah, I'm looking at you Original Laura and Debbie K and Mrs. G) you may remember the unpleasantness of Max's first karate school and the changes in instruction and focus on aggressive sparring that caused us to drop martial arts like a hot potato.
This school could not be more different. (It's in the basement of a church, ya'll!) The atmosphere is collegial and supportive.
Max did a great job especially considering it was the first time he had sparred in over three years.
As he moved through opponents and got to the higher ranked kids, I spent a good deal of the class with my hands over my eyes. Afterwards, I explained that sometimes when I was watching I saw him in all his ten year old ferocious glory. And sometimes I would look up and see this guy.