PUBLISHER’S CORNER
It’s 2020 and my vision is worse than ever. I had eagle eyes. An optometrist once told me my vision was sharp enough to be a Jet pilot. But now, well past my half-century milestone, failing eyesight is like losing a super power. And it’s not my only loss. My martial skills are fading with age too. I’ve reached a point when it’s no longer about acquisition. It’s about retention. I used to have decent tornado kicks and broom sweeps. I can still do them, but you have to give me like half an hour to warm up first. That effectively takes them out of my self-defense arsenal and places them into my collection of calisthenics. Nowadays, the bulk of my practice is for health. On good days, I’ll still…