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“Ladies,” coach started.

“You may think you can take a man on”.

She added “maybe he’s skinnier than you, maybe he’s shorter than you. Maybe he looks weaker than you, but let me tell you,” she continued. “You think you’re ready to take a punch from a man? Let me be the first to warn you”.

I’m not a lady, I think while in my jiujitsu class for ladies. And she’s right. I’ve been lucky enough to not know what it’s like to be on the receiving end. But I’ve also never been shown that I have fists, too.

Give me a taste of the testosterone. Let me test the t’s on my tongue and feel the heat in my limbs. Because I’ve got fists and I want to see just how they land, too.