What the Mat Reveals About Character

There is a scene in The Matrix Reloaded that I have always loved and have shared often here.

Neo meets Seraph.

Seraph does not sit down and ask Neo who he is.

They fight.

That always made sense to me.

Maybe because I have spent most of my life in martial arts.

There are things I can feel about a person through sparring that I may never notice over a cup of coffee.

I do not mean that fighting magically tells you whether somebody is a good person.

That would be ridiculous.

But pressure reveals patterns.

And martial arts gives you pressure.

Striking Gives You Moments

Most of my martial-arts life was built around striking styles.

There is a rhythm to that kind of exchange.

• Attack
• Defense
• Movement
• Distance

Another attack.

Maybe a flurry.

Maybe you reset.

Maybe you circle.

Even when the intensity is high, there are often breaks in the connection.

Grappling feels different to me.

When you roll with somebody, you may be physically connected to them almost continuously.

They pull.

You frame.

They push.

You redirect.

They try to pass.

You recover.

They pin.

You create space.

They take space away.

They squeeze.

You breathe.

They relax.

You move.

It is more intimate.

Not romantic intimate.

Physical intimate.

You are constantly feeling another human being.

Their pressure.

Their tension.

Their relaxation.

Their timing.

Their patience.

Their panic.

Their explosiveness.

Their ability to listen with their body.

That last one interests me.

Can you actually feel the person you are training with?

Or are you simply doing things to them?

A Roll Is a Conversation

The better people I roll with do not feel like they are trying to impose a collection of techniques on me.

There is a conversation happening.

I move.

They respond.

They create pressure.

I respond.

Something opens.

Something closes.

Information moves back and forth through contact.

And because that contact stays there, you start noticing things.

What happens when somebody starts losing?

What happens when their favorite move does not work?

What happens when they get tired?

What happens when they get frustrated?

What happens when somebody smaller starts giving them trouble?

What happens when somebody older cannot match their speed?

What happens when they suddenly get a dominant position?

Can they regulate themselves?

Can they apply enough pressure to make the technique real without treating their training partner like an enemy?

Can they lose without getting pissed off?

Can they win without needing to humiliate somebody?

Can they tap?

Can they slow down?

Can they feel that the person underneath them is another human being and not just a problem they are supposed to smash?

You can feel some of this remarkably quickly.

Again, that does not mean I know somebody’s whole character because we rolled for five minutes.

But I get a sample.

Pressure reveals patterns.

Nice People Can Still Be Bad Training Partners

This has become more important to me as I have gotten older.

There are people at the gym I can like perfectly well.

Nice people.

Friendly people.

People I have nothing against socially.

And I have still decided:

That took me some time to become comfortable with.

Because there was a younger version of me who would have seen refusing the round as weakness.

Somebody wants to go hard?

Fine.

Let us go.

You want to hit harder?

I will take it.

You want to turn this into a war?

Let us find out who breaks first.

I spent a lot of years willing to be somebody else’s punching bag because some part of me needed to prove how tough I was.

• Can I take it?
• Can you hurt me without breaking me?
• Can I stay when somebody else would quit?

There was probably value in some of that.

I learned that I could take a lot.

But I do not need to keep proving the same thing forever.

I Am 61 Now

I am a 61-year-old blue belt.

That changes the calculation.

I do not have the same physical capacity for somebody else’s lack of control that I might have accepted thirty or forty years ago.

And if I am being truthful, I probably do not have the same patience for it either.

That does not necessarily mean the other person is an asshole.

Sometimes they are young.

Sometimes they are scared.

Sometimes their ego is driving the round.

Sometimes they simply do not know how much pressure they are using.

Sometimes they have not yet learned the difference between training and winning.

Sometimes they still need to develop their ability to regulate themselves under pressure.

I recognize that.

Because I also needed that development too.

There were versions of me thirty and forty years ago that probably asked other people to tolerate things I would not tolerate from someone today.

That is part of growing up.

But recognizing that somebody needs development does not mean I have to volunteer my body for the process.

I can like you.

I can hope you improve.

I can wish you well.

And I can still decide I am not rolling with you.

Training Partner or Therapy Partner?

There is a phrase I keep coming back to:

I am your training partner. I do not have to be your therapy partner.

I do not mean therapy literally.

I mean I do not have to become the person you use to work out your ego.

Your frustration.

Your fear of losing.

Your anger.

Your need to prove how tough you are.

Your inability to slow down.

Your need to turn every exchange into a battle.

Those may all be things the mat eventually helps you work through.

But I do not have to donate my neck, shoulders, knees, ribs, or back to the process.

Especially now.

I have less physical margin.

And I have different goals.

I am not trying to become the baddest guy in the room.

I am trying to keep learning.

Keep moving.

Stay healthy enough to come back tomorrow.

Enjoy the art.

Character Under Pressure

The last article I wrote about character asked a different question:

What do you do when the boss is not watching?

That is one test.

This is another.

What happens when pressure rises?

When nobody is supervising you, do you keep the standard?

When somebody is physically frustrating you, can you keep the standard?

• Can you regulate yourself?
• Can you stay respectful?
• Can you control your strength?
• Can you accept losing?
• Can you protect the person you are trying to beat?

That sounds contradictory.

It is not.

That is the art.

Try to choke me.

But do not injure me.

Try to pin me.

But feel when something is wrong.

Make me work.

Make me uncomfortable.

Make the technique real.

But remember that I am supposed to be able to train tomorrow too.

That requires something beyond technique.

It requires judgment.

Young Me Asked, “Can I Take It?”

This may be the bigger change for me.

For much of my life, toughness was connected to endurance.

• Can I stay?
• Can I take the hit?
• Can I keep going?
• Can I survive what somebody else cannot?

There is still value in that.

I do not want to become fragile.

I do not want to spend the rest of my life avoiding anything difficult because I am getting older.

But there is another question I did not ask nearly enough when I was younger:

Should I?

Not:

• Can I survive this round?
• Should I accept this round?

Not:

• Can I prove I am tougher than this person?
• Does proving that serve either of us?

Not:

• Can I absorb somebody else’s chaos?
• Why am I volunteering for it?

Maybe that is another form of character.

Discernment.

The ability to say no.

Not because I am afraid.

Not because I cannot handle pressure.

Because not every pressure deserves access to me.

You Do Not Have to Accept Every Proving Ground

That may be one of the stranger lessons of getting older.

When I was younger, I was constantly looking for proving grounds.

Construction gave me proving grounds.

Martial arts gave me proving grounds.

Hard work gave me proving grounds.

Pain gave me proving grounds.

I wanted to know what I was capable of.

I am glad I did a lot of that.

But I do not need every proving ground anymore.

Somebody else’s inability to control himself does not automatically become my test of courage.

Somebody else’s ego does not automatically become my opportunity to prove mine.

Sometimes walking into the fire is courage.

Sometimes refusing the fire is judgment.

I think younger me understood the first lesson much better than the second.

What Does Pressure Reveal About You?

That is probably why I still love that Seraph and Neo scene.

Seraph wanted to know something about Neo.

So they made contact.

And pressure started producing information.

The mat does that.

It tells me things about the people I train with.

But more importantly, it tells me things about myself.

• What happens when I am tired?
• What happens when I am frustrated?
• What happens when somebody smaller catches me?
• What happens when I am winning?
• What happens when I am losing?

Can I remain a good training partner while somebody is making me miserable?

Can I protect my partner while still trying to beat him?

And now there is another question.

Can I recognize when the person across from me is not somebody I need to test myself against?

At 61, I still want pressure.

I still want difficult rounds.

I still want people better than me making my life miserable on the mat.

That is how I learn.

But I also want intelligent pressure.

Pressure from people I trust.

Pressure from people who can feel me while I am feeling them.

Pressure from people who understand that we are trying to make each other better, not use each other to prove something.

Young me asked:

Can I take it?

I still care about that question.

But older me has added another one:

Should I?

Because endurance is a form of character.

So is discernment.

And you do not have to accept every proving ground somebody offers you.

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​On Character by General Stanley McChrystal​

Why?

McChrystal examines character as something built through the choices we repeatedly make and the discipline to live according to the standards we claim to believe in.

That raises a harder question than simply asking whether we have good values:

Do our actions actually match them?

It is easy to meet the standard when the boss is watching, the instructor is standing there, or somebody is keeping score.

Character gets more interesting after they leave.

Eventually the external standard has to become your standard.

That is when you find out who you are becoming.

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