There I was, sitting in my car-a little stinky and truly exhilarated. Reflecting on my first Muay Thai Kickboxing class, I grew a smile. Flipping through a rolodex of details in my mind. Visuals of my right fist zipping past my right cheek, slicing air, and ramming into Oscar’s bare palm. Peripheral whirlwinds of my classmates sparring in bundles of two. A residual feeling of the force that had to come to a boil for a front kick to make its debut. A force I could feel fling off my body at the very moment of impact. A release of unwanted energy dissolved in a Muay Thai solution! Admiration for my classmates, at their varying skill levels, all willing to show up with humility. The idea of new understandings for newfound muscles. The idea of community; this tickled me. It didn’t take long for me to realize this is far more profound than a punch and a kick. This is an opportunity for growth.