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Go on, give it a kick! I was surrounded by high ranking black belts in the garage of my instructor to be. Hanging from the ceiling was a grim and silent bag.[l:4:J]
It was only a bag, should be simple, Ill impress the heck out of these guys. Ill show them what my school is made of? I mean, its only a bag, right?
I drew in breath and set my stance. I eyed the canvas thing, and studied my opponent. It looked to be about seventy pounds, not too tough, and I didnt notice that the ceiling had been re-enforced to support the bag.
Giving a mighty Kiai I launched my side kick. This was my strongest kick, and that bag should hit the ceiling like a duck launched by a catapult! My foot struck the side of that grey bag, and not much happened.
Well, something happened. The bag moved an inch and I bounced off, and a tremendous shock shivered my nervous system all the way up my leg and into my spine. And all the high ranking black belts rubbed their faces in a way that would conceal their grins.
Trying to regain my composure, I stifled my shock and stepped towards the bag. I felt the tough impenetrability of the thing and I asked, What the heck do did you pack this with? The fellow who would, one day, become my instructor, just grinned a slanted grin.
My first bag was a two dollar duffel bag filled with free sawdust. I spent hours packing that thing, and I kicked it until my legs were short. I thought I knew what a bag was about.
What Bob, the fellow who became my instructor had done with his bags, however, was sheer genius. His first bags were like mine, filled with sawdust and pounded and packed until it was solid and meaty to the foot. Then he started adding a cup of sawdust every week, and the thing became ungodly tough, a real foot breaker.
Think thats tough? Nope. His next invention was the real deal, and where he showed his true genius.
He took newspapers and cut circles out of them and put them in the bag. The Daily Rag, and all the news thats fit to...hit. And thats the tale behind the toughest bag to ever kick my fanny.
It was only a bag, should be simple, Ill impress the heck out of these guys. Ill show them what my school is made of? I mean, its only a bag, right?
I drew in breath and set my stance. I eyed the canvas thing, and studied my opponent. It looked to be about seventy pounds, not too tough, and I didnt notice that the ceiling had been re-enforced to support the bag.
Giving a mighty Kiai I launched my side kick. This was my strongest kick, and that bag should hit the ceiling like a duck launched by a catapult! My foot struck the side of that grey bag, and not much happened.
Well, something happened. The bag moved an inch and I bounced off, and a tremendous shock shivered my nervous system all the way up my leg and into my spine. And all the high ranking black belts rubbed their faces in a way that would conceal their grins.
Trying to regain my composure, I stifled my shock and stepped towards the bag. I felt the tough impenetrability of the thing and I asked, What the heck do did you pack this with? The fellow who would, one day, become my instructor, just grinned a slanted grin.
My first bag was a two dollar duffel bag filled with free sawdust. I spent hours packing that thing, and I kicked it until my legs were short. I thought I knew what a bag was about.
What Bob, the fellow who became my instructor had done with his bags, however, was sheer genius. His first bags were like mine, filled with sawdust and pounded and packed until it was solid and meaty to the foot. Then he started adding a cup of sawdust every week, and the thing became ungodly tough, a real foot breaker.
Think thats tough? Nope. His next invention was the real deal, and where he showed his true genius.
He took newspapers and cut circles out of them and put them in the bag. The Daily Rag, and all the news thats fit to...hit. And thats the tale behind the toughest bag to ever kick my fanny.
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Al Case has 40 years experience in the martial arts. You can get his free ebook at Monster Martial Arts. Get a totally unique version of this article from our article submission service
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