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The unexpected benefits of the one-two punch
I almost didn't make it to class that night . . . He threw punches right at my face. I kept my hands up to protect myself, but it took all my strength to stop the blows. I focused every ounce of my attention on blocking his fists as they came barrelling towards me. He hit hard: He was the same height as me, but at least 50 pounds heavier—all muscle.