Today’s post is a bit of a reflection on how my karate training has changed me as an individual. There’s no doubting that, in the six years since I began training karate at my current dojo, the Jason who walks out of there today is not the same version of me as the one who walked out the very first time. Describing that change hasn’t been as cut-and-dry as I thought it would be, though.

This is a guest post by my close friend and fellow martial artist James Paradis. James is a Shodan (first-degree black belt) in Goju-Ryu Karate-do, and is also an accomplished student of Modern Arnis, which is a form of Filipino stick and knife fighting. Going forward, I will occasionally feature guest posts by people I know have something valuable to offer readers of this blog. (more…)


This is a continuation of an earlier post on the journey to black belt. The grading felt like it was over as soon as it began. One minute we’re warming up, and the next we’re bowing out. I knew it would go quickly, but not that quickly. I mean geeze, I don’t even remember parts of my grading.

I’m told I threw knees during sparring, yet I have no recollection of that. I thought I performed four katas, when I really did six. What I do remember is that the warm-up was tough, designed to exhaust you before the grading even began. If you didn’t pace yourself, you were in for a world of hurt. So what else happened at our black belt grading? (more…)