Let’s take a moment to reflect on October.
I can’t begin to tell you how nervous I was.
Visiting another dojo is scary enough, doing it alone is terrifying. I felt like I was representing myself, my clubs, my country and my continent. That’s a lot of pressure! I didn’t want to let anybody down…and I don’t think I did! Here is the full report of my first experience of kumdo
…or lack thereof.
I came to Korea with high hopes of practicing kumdo and teaching the deviants a thing or two.