Upon my return to Hong Kong, I discovered that kick boxing was offered at Physical, the gym I work out at.
Unlike at the hotels I stayed at in Phuket, where kick boxing is treated as a marshal art, at Physical it is done to music. It is treated as aerobics rather than combat.
I was never overly coordinated. As a kid, both throwing and catching posed a serious challenge to me. For this reason, physical education was the bane of my existence throughout school.
If I was uncoordinated, I was blessed with a natural sense of rhythm so doing kicks and jabs and punches to disco music proved to be a highly appealing activity to me.
For the first few weeks, I would cower at the back of the class, trying to figure out which hand or foot was supposed to do what. Everyone would be moving left, and I would be moving right. Everyone would be moving backward, and I would be moving forward.
Slowly but surely I got the hang of it.
Then one magical day, one of my buddies at the back of the room suggested we go to the front of the room. A new class was being launched, and we would be the old hands in a room full of newbies – showing off our skills.
I've been front and centre ever since.
To Be Continued
Copyright: Michael Taylor Pictured: Khun Nan (right), the gym instructor at Paresa, teaches Michael the elementary moves of Thai kick boxing Photo Credit: Accidental Travel Writer