tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078379512095504946.post7445207677292906954..comments2024-03-26T06:17:49.527-07:00Comments on Had Enough Therapy?: What's Your Anxiety Quotient?Stuart Schneidermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12784043736879991769noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078379512095504946.post-9029621450865914092011-04-23T07:29:31.553-07:002011-04-23T07:29:31.553-07:00When I was 40 I began working out with a judo club...When I was 40 I began working out with a judo club that happened to be training the #1 female heavyweight contender. She had recently defeated the reigning world champion and went on to represent the U.S. in the olympics. <br /><br />Lifting weights and training were her only activities. This 25 year-old was at the top of her game.<br /><br />As a child I had trained in judo from 10-21, and was too busy to train anymore. At 40 I was in poor condition, and just looking for a challenging way to exercise.<br />The guys running the club had me compete with her during one practice. I was concerned that I might lose to her because losing to a girl would be a little humiliating-and she had me by 80 lbs. <br /><br />The match came and I aggressively went after a quick win. In fact I was so aggressive that the owners said things like "jeez, she's a girl, why don't you back off a little." Now I even felt worse than if the match had been lost.<br /><br />My strength was vastly beyond this champion, although I had only average strength. Now, whenever I see a police show in which a women stops to take on an attacking male I have to yell at the TV, "RUN!" The choreographed dance/fight scenes are definitely sending the wrong message for real life situations.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com