A Krav Maga anniversary

Something struck me tonight: it has been a year since I started training in Krav Maga. I had seen the banner you see on the picture advertising the course and I went to my first class on the 6th of May 2015, you can read the tragicomic account of my debut in this post. It was borderline a catastrophe: at the end of the class I was out of breath and I nearly fainted. I was in pain until the weekend. Tonight, I came back from another session and I am still in pain, but it is bearable and I am no longer out of breath. I would never have thought I would still be doing it in a year time, but here I am. I didn't know how to celebrate, I guess keeping on training is a celebration in itself.