Gawd, this school year is only 2 weeks old and I am already sitting on my hands to not cause trouble....
I think part of it stems from the fact that my kid is a band geek (and over all dorky, nerdy and odd, aside from overweight) and I have heard too much of the 'band doesn't do that because Coach does not like it'
Yesterday kid came home 'somebody threw a sack of football pads at me'
It's like a scene out of 'Revenge of the Nerds'
The kid is a TKD Blackbelt (lets not get into the discussion if a preteen should have one...he really earned it under ITA rules, before they got weird and nerfed everything) but he has not trained in the last few years and just is not a fighter. Maybe it is a good thing, because if he would really apply what he learned he'd be a power house. Not much finesse or athletically gifted, but he always had really good power.
So. Now I am here and really can't go to school and beat up the jocks...or Coach...(but I am tempted to hire the Budweiser Clydesdales for homecoming, but Coach not liking anybody driving on 'his' track - which looks like asphalt to me, btw - another story tho...)
The kid has had since ever the standing permission to defend himself with what he has learned. Full parental backup. But he.just.won't. Ever.
He is just not a warrior.
On the up side, I found my bag gloves...I think I can make the flex bag work...I hope it's tough enough, because I am seeing myself giving it quiet a workout this fall.
I think part of it stems from the fact that my kid is a band geek (and over all dorky, nerdy and odd, aside from overweight) and I have heard too much of the 'band doesn't do that because Coach does not like it'
Yesterday kid came home 'somebody threw a sack of football pads at me'
It's like a scene out of 'Revenge of the Nerds'
The kid is a TKD Blackbelt (lets not get into the discussion if a preteen should have one...he really earned it under ITA rules, before they got weird and nerfed everything) but he has not trained in the last few years and just is not a fighter. Maybe it is a good thing, because if he would really apply what he learned he'd be a power house. Not much finesse or athletically gifted, but he always had really good power.
So. Now I am here and really can't go to school and beat up the jocks...or Coach...(but I am tempted to hire the Budweiser Clydesdales for homecoming, but Coach not liking anybody driving on 'his' track - which looks like asphalt to me, btw - another story tho...)
The kid has had since ever the standing permission to defend himself with what he has learned. Full parental backup. But he.just.won't. Ever.
He is just not a warrior.
On the up side, I found my bag gloves...I think I can make the flex bag work...I hope it's tough enough, because I am seeing myself giving it quiet a workout this fall.