In 8th grade, my friend Dan thought it would be funny to sneak up behind me and scare me. Instead of running, I lifted my arm and swung back, hitting Dan in the face. He was bleeding and sheepishly said, “I wouldn’t want to meet you in a dark alley!” Not knowing what’s coming is one thing, but what happens if someone starts messing with you with their words first?
I took the Chicago-based IMPACT self-defense class in my 20s. It was spread across two weekends – six hours a day for four days (I believe it’s spread over one weekend now). The reason for the long hours is to ingrain the teachings and techniques into your mind and body so they will come automatically if you are threatened, even 10 years later.
On our first day of class, our padded attackers were unable to join us, which was the best thing for me – a meek woman who had not yet found her voice. We spent the whole day on defense using only our voices. I learned to say “stop” and “back off” instead of just laughing when I felt uncomfortable. If boundary violations continued, my voice got louder. I found my voice and power!
“Training progresses from setting verbal boundaries to responding to a physical assault.” – Impact Chicago
Learn more at ImpactChicago.org.
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