Last night, I waxed poetically about how much Krav Maga gave me. And today, I saw the picture of getting my patch for P3. I couldn’t stop smiling.
My friend Audrey recently gave me a counter-argument that fascinated me. “You are also addicted to it. It’s all you talk about. If Krav Maga is for real life and teaches you not to rely on others, then you should be able to take a break and train yourself alone.”
That was true. I haven’t had a break since I started, outside illness or depression. I’m definitely reliant on my studio and my friends there. I don’t know if I could succeed on my own.
I know it’s not healthy for me to be reliant on anyone.
What if my studio closed? What if I had to move away?
Would I just fall back into depression and fear?
I hope not. But I don’t want to wait to find out.
So I decided last night, I’m going to try it. I’m not allowing myself any contact with Krav Maga for the next two weeks. I will not be attending any classes, Zoom, or in the Park. I will only allow myself to check Instagram once a day.
When I start thinking about Krav Maga, I’m required to sing two Broadway show tunes, either mentally or vocally, depending on location.
When I start talking about Krav Maga, I’m required to also admit my mother is right. That is not something I want to do.
I will not blog about Krav Maga in any way.
For the next two weeks, I’m on my own. I’m no longer a member of my tribe.
Of course, I will not allow this experiment to hurt my progress. I have put together a training program of my own, that focuses on strength training, mobility, dance, and cardio provided it’s not Krav Maga related. In fact, I will train harder because I want to prove I can make it alone.
For the next two weeks, I will have zero Krav Maga. While I can see or talk my friends from the studio, I can’t talk about Krav Maga in any way.
After that, I can return to classes, but I must limit it to six hours a week, and the rest of the time, spend on adventures.
I have already made a list of how I will spend my time.
I’m volunteering for two Israel-related charities.
Next week, I have plans to go to the beach with a friend. I already have tickets for the South Street Sea Port and the Botanical Gardens, and I’m also going to go to the Bronx Zoo and the Morgan Library once I can book it.
I’m writing to a friend to finally schedule that weekend together in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. I plan to go shooting and eat Amish food.
I’m going to try new fitness classes.
I’m going to spend as much time as possible with non-Krav Maga friends.
I’m going to finally work on my novels.
I am also going to look into some new hobbies. Dance is sounding really interesting, I’d love to learn how to cook better, and I’m looking into finally learning how to play the bodhran. Any other hobby suggestions?
As I write this, one of my favorite Krav friends just sent me a post on Instagram as an encouragement. My heart is already wrenching at the thought of two weeks away from my tribe, but I know I’ll come back healthier for it.
Sometimes, exile is good for the soul. At least, I hope so.
Edit: yes, I chickened out to 13 days.