Mrs Rabbit qualifies as an objective observer. She knows the score, and counts the cost, 14 years running here, 23 years of blissfull marriage, 29 years together.
She married a football defensive tackle, so that says a lot.
She thinks TKD is for pussies. To her, a real man takes down another man at 20 miles per hour, and gets right back up to do it 50 more times in one night.
But she finds guys who just hit bags all day super dorky, especially the clickbait types. You’re kind of hitting that archetype.
Judo isn’t taekwondo. They don’t hand out brown belts like candy. This argument can be solved by you going to a judo school and seeing how limited you really are.
I’m actually surprised no one on bullshido has gong sau’d him at this point. But anyway @A11 just go to a judo school and ask them if you can try to throw the brown belts and they’ll be more than accomdating.
Full disclosure: I study cults. And when I say study I mean mostly from the Egyptians down to Donald Trump’s COP (cult of personality). And then I write about how these cults sometimes endanger civilians, and by extension, civilization.
North Korea is at the top of that list. All of the rest of TKD, is just slightly below it. From there you have the entire martial arts pantheon, from Korea and Japan to Shaolin vs. Wudang, back to the Yellow Fucking Emperor of China.
I once threw my own son into TKD as a test. This was years after he’d already learned boxing and BJJ basics, but I figured what the hell. Easy belts.
By the time he got his green belt (which for the kids is a lot of work considering they would often rather play Roblox), I gave him permission to quit.
I’ve only let him quit two things: TKD, and the clarinet. He picked that up because of Squidward.
Now he chases the only thing that matters to him. Girls. He prefers European boxing over Muay Thai, San Shou, and Lethwei. But he’s young and there’s plenty of room for improvement.
He also loves to invade my office and hit the heavy bag. Imagine Mrs. Rabbit’s take on this.
I don’t do kicks above the waist anymore, unless you count throws where my leg goes to the rear, and my top half goes down to compensate.
So, in that sense, true.