A couple of weeks ago I shot a gun for the first time. General curiosity really. I had never even held one before. I also sort of owed it to my podcast listeners. I go off a lot about not being the biggest fan of guns, and in the name of fairness I felt I should at least experience shooting one. I have been working on the next show in which I talk about it. Here's a hint: not much has changed in my opinion of guns, but I have a new perspective.
Tonight I went to a self-defense class offered by the Gilbert Police Department. Also curiosity, the first part was about general burglary and how to make your home safer, then on to your car, and also ID theft. The second part of the class was the physical part, where we learned several self-defense moves. It was fun really, and a way to test my strength a bit.
I was thinking a little about both of these things I've done recently, and the timing. Am I feeling threatened? Am I scared of something? Am I feeling weak?
My conclusion was exactly the opposite. I feel strong. I feel confident. I am pushing myself all the time when I run. I want to know what I can do, what I am capable of.