So on Sunday night, some guy in Jester beat the crap out of some drunken man who stumbled into his room. Apparently the man had waltzed right in and hit the student in the face, before the Jester rez knocked him clean out.

Although my mom encouraged me to purchase some mace before coming to this big bad city, I realized today that this small town chick would be in a world of hurt if a drunken idiot hit her in the face.

So I decided to look up some places to take some lesson in general butt-kicking. Here’s what I found near campus:

Kim Soo Karate on South Lamar:

Kinda pricey at 120 bucks for six weeks. But apparently you get one of those bathrobe uniforms and a gym bag.

Plus, it looks like these gals could take on anybody:

And speaking of pics… sign me up for whatever class this woman is taking…

Sun Dragon Martial Arts on Riverside. $85.

And they have this archive of blogs called “Why I Train.” Here’s a little morsel from on for all you peeps out there…

Jen

Training Since: August 2005

I train because to not train is to deny myself needs
that are as primal as hunger,
natural as breathing,
innate as a heartbeat.

My body needs movement.
Therefore,
I move it though kata, kihons,
self-defense drills.
I move it against bags and ukes.
I move it through kumite.

My mind needs puzzles;
to sort through the intricacies of
a combination or a kata
keeps me sharp and ready.

My soul needs community.
Walking into the dojo is to
walk into a friend’s embrace
irrespective of the quality
of your mood,
irrespective of what you are
able to give that day.

To train is to meet the requirements of my soul’s dynamism.
I am blessed to do that at Sun Dragon.

Friends and hands of death? Yes please.