In a couple of classes this past year the subject of tourniquets has been brought up. I have tried once or twice the joke of not needing one and how I would just tear my petticoat and grab a stick. It apparently isn’t a very funny one though because I never got a laugh out of it and that segues me into a lesson on tourniquets from this past weekend. A lesson I was not prepared for, nor even had an inkling I would learn.
Tac med is on my list of courses to take, but I have had others I wanted to do first. I mean I got the gist of a tourniquet, how it works, maybe had a friend show me how to set up my four or five I have laying around in random places in our car or home. I have argued the merits and non-merits of cheap ones….. I am also fairly certain I could stitch someone up safely if I had to with a piece of dried squirrel gut and some moonshine, cue comedian Brian Regan’s child medic skit, “Get some leaves!!” Please note I am totally kidding, sort of.
I signed up for Five-O Tactical’s Survival Shooting Course two days before it was scheduled, again not knowing what it entailed. I saw the event on Facebook and really enjoyed my last class with them (https://www.healthy-buffalo.com/blogarticles/five-o-froggingfive-o-contact-eir#/), this was going to be live fire, so I jumped on it and made the drive again.
Funny side note, last year I wrote in an EIR about an ECQC course I took and for three days I accidentally stole this poor guy’s chair, actually slept in it too. I thought it was just a random one and even went so far as to remove his keys at one time because my brain was just too tired to comprehend that he was trying to subtly keep me out of it. He was so kind, when at the end of the course, I realized and was appalled that I had taken his seat for the entire weekend. I brought my own this time. Learned my lesson. And then managed to steal someone else’s chair AND accidentally drink their water for about 30 minutes before I realized they weren’t mine. I am just going to help myself to people’s coolers from now on too…..
So tourniquets suck. Like, you know you did it right when it hurts really, really bad. I don’t mind pain, I mean if you know me, I am going to whine continuously about it, but I will do what needs to be done. So when I got the lesson I didn’t know I was getting in cutting off blood supply for the better good of myself, you know, like living, I was a little surprised.
I saw some old friends from the last class, met some new ones, looking at you Officer John, and had a flat-out blast. Literally and figuratively. Five-O it seems has a bit of a cult following. Most are from Tulsa that attend, and they all keep coming back for more, I can see why. Chuck Smith, the owner, has a way of chilling people out when needed and amping it up appropriately to get his point across. This course was as diverse in students as the last one I attended, if not more, and I really want to reiterate how much I love what he has going on. He is not shooting for (pun intended) the tactical crowd; he is aiming for (pun definitely intended) civilians in all walks of life just wanting to be safer.
This course had some of the most fun drills I have done. I was teased halfway through the day for calling them “super-fun drills” but you know what, if you aren’t enjoying it, why are you there? Seriously if you are not taking a pistol course because you find it fun, you are probably just a serial killer trying to hone your skills. It is fun, its why you pay some cash and blow a Saturday doing, “super-fun drills” outside of the safety part.
That being said, I spent most of the time with my super-fun drills trying to get Officer John to smile and he probably spent most of his time trying not to roll his eyes. He was an assistant instructor that was assigned to my end of the line and if you know anything about me and my driving record you will know that I am speaking 100 percent factually when I say Officer John is the epitome of every policeman that has pulled me over for speeding. So when I wasn’t trying to get him to crack a smile I was freaking out over the added stress that if I screwed up said drill he was going to hand me a subliminal expensive ticket. It probably didn’t help that I joked and called him Deputy Dawg….. Lack of humor jokes aside, he is a Law Enforcement Officer using his Saturday off, working with civilians to make them safer. That says loads to his character, and I have mad respect for that.
The drills were based on the survival aspect of an active gunman, hence the name Survival Shooter. What happens when you are down? If you get shot? Injured? How do you deal with it? Which is also the main cause for the rough tourniquet lesson and the random drill he would shout out throughout the day of, “Tourniquet! Right leg!!” Drop everything and take care of it before you theoretically bleed out in 30 seconds.
Because of this aspect we did a ton of one-handed drills, and they were, you guessed it, super-fun. I loved it; malfunction, loading, unloading, all with one hand because the other one is blue from the tourniquet I put on and then Chuck decided it wasn’t good enough so cranked it up a notch, and by cranked I mean he took plyers to the windlass and proceeded to pull the strap through my arm. #iamdramaticiknow
I am going to say one more thing about the tourniquet and then move on with life (I am aware I have used the word eight times in this article), it is really freaking hard to walk with that sucker correctly tightened on your thigh. Which is the main point Chuck was getting at. It is going to be hard, you could be hurt, you could be tired, you could feel hopeless, and you could honestly be laying there thinking you are dying and it’s too late. Don’t give up. Keep fighting. Survive.
So now for the Ego Injury Report of this course. Man, my aim is subpar at best. Shooting is not my forte. To be fair I haven’t given the time to shoot targets like I have martial arts. I don’t have the excuses either because I have been given instruction from some rather stellar people in this field and I just need to put in the work. #2022goals. I am apparently anticipating the recoil when I squeeze the trigger, this is probably why my Red Dot Sight was off…. #everythingisausererror
I had just finished one drill feeling pretty good about myself for getting the tourniquet on (sorry had to bring it up again) when Chuck came over with a look that made me ask, “What did I screw up?” to which he replied, “Nothing, I just want you to hit the target.” #goals
Nobody likes being the person that holds up the class and having only been to one other of Chucks courses I felt my nervousness ramp up a notch when he stopped me in the middle of running a concealment drill to focus on my crap aim. Later I would realize he did this with several people so I wasn’t being singled out, but at the time I could feel the anxiety rising, not out of fear or nerves, but failure. Failure to live up to the standard I set for myself which is usually hit 75% of the paper and at the very least run it right.
When I am trying to hit a target in front of the whole class my brain runs a bevy of thoughts in less than a thousandth of a second: Did I put a round in the chamber? Did I break the instructors’ rules by drawing before he said threat? Am I showing a toe to the bad guy? An arm? My freaking head? Am I gripping with the bottom part of my hand? Am I gripping too tight? Will the gun jump out of my hand because I am not gripping tight enough? Oh, crap I am supposed to be thinking that the target guy is firing at me…. Sh*t have I even fired a round yet? Kneeling or standing? Left foot back, or right? Squared up? Front sights on? Well crap if they are on it didn’t matter because I anticipated the recoil (insert pause in whole drill here where I am supposed to be learning what Chuck is saying about that last statement and yet my brain keeps going so nothing is absorbing…) Breathe. Don’t breathe too loudly the bad guy could hear you. Don’t smash up next to cover. Don’t freak out because you didn’t hear the ping, I mean you probably figurately shot his finger off. Should I just push this barrel up on the bad guy while in concealment? Then maybe I could hit him at five feet. See? Planning offensively…. Better put the gun away first if that’s my plan, don’t want to flag a hypothetical bystander. Everyone is looking at me and it’s not because of the Barbie shirt. Wait, have I fired a shot yet? Crap, I am not even behind the damn concealment.
This. All of it. While I am also trying to work out what I am doing wrong with my aim……
I say all of this because it plays into a very impactful, second to last maneuver for me. Chuck meant to ramp up the intensity by mentally putting my mindset into dealing with a threat at the front of the car while my kid was hypothetically in the back. He asked what my youngest child’s name was and then said I needed to put myself fully in the headspace that my sweet Rose was in the car seat behind the passenger side. I needed to fully take care of the gunman in front and safely assess the situation.
My brain shut down. In the best way possible. They weren’t getting my kid and I just moved. I wasn’t stressed because there just wasn’t any other option. I didn’t care what the others thought of me in this drill because I was going to chew the face off of any person who represented danger if I hadn’t shot them first. It was truly that simple in my head. I always knew self-defense wise I would mama-bear up. That honestly wasn’t the issue, but I don’t know if I have mentally put myself there when it comes to firearms and that was an interesting place to be. It was ironic because it was meant to initiate a stressor, but it actually calmed me down and put my brain where it needed to be. Going to try that next time with those damn daisy chain drills….
Once again I was impressed with how Chuck ran his class. There was never a drill that did not have a real-life scenario it was pulled from, and he is probably one of the best out there in explaining the whys surrounding it. He manages to take an intense class and teach it to the most mixed group I have seen. He worked with those that had injuries, those that maybe would have felt too old, not fit enough, or maybe not have enough knowledge. He worked and was successful with them all. He understands that this niche of preparedness should be available to not just LEO and those with tactical jobs, but to anyone who wants to carry.
In a twist of irony I had a woman in my last self-defense course I taught that was discussing her struggle with her ability to get to a standing position from being on her back. We worked through a couple of options, however the thing that is important to remember here is that you are going to have to do what you have to do to survive. It may hurt, it may push you beyond what you thought you were physically and mentally capable of, but a threat is not age or ability specific, it just is. You WILL have to get up, you WILL have to stop the blood flow, you WILL have to fight back, you WILL have to protect those babies, you just WILL.
My friend Shawna, who I met at the Contact course a month ago, was in this class as well. She started training three years ago when she attended Chuck’s Women’s Safety Seminar, and now has wracked upwards of 200 hours of training with him. She is 51 and spent the afternoon working and maneuvering through a thumb injury that is probably never going to be fixed. She is crushing it, all because she took that first step towards her safety in 2019. Its impressive.
There was also a man there that was 79 years old running through every drill, keeping up, showing the world there is no excuse to walk through life unable to train.
That’s why I appreciate Five-O Tactical. Chuck is working the firearms side for those that need it most and is someone I could recommend anyone can take a course from no matter what part of your life journey you are on. So gonna work on my aim because a good takeaway I gleaned from him this weekend is, “If you are unhappy with your skill, improve your skill.” It doesn’t get much more direct than that.
At Ryan Hoover’s Multiple Attacker Seminar a few months back, he stressed a point that will forever be stuck on my brain like Gorilla Glue in hair. He was working through techniques from guard (the top person in a rape position; sorry but there really is no easier way to explain it)… when he paused and asked if anyone could think of a reason why someone would just sit on the person and wait. We were an evenly split coed class and the fifteen seconds of silence as he waited us out to answer his question were quieter than Deante Wilders corner earlier this week. It was disturbing because I think that most of the women in the room had a small inkling of what he was getting at, but the men were drawing blanks. He seemed even irritated when he started to explain by saying, “Lets change the setting a bit, imagine I was behind some dark bushes somewhere…” lightbulbs went off everywhere.
Occasionally to stress a point in a new class I will bring up a volunteer and just lay sideways on them asking them to get me off. I sort of dead weight and just maintain balance, not fighting back but just moving occasionally to distribute. I have had some strong women in class who have managed to at least get a good shove in, but no one to date has been able to completely get me off them. (It is only natural that the next time I do this, I am going to get wrecked) I then point out I am approximately 125 pounds, and I am not using force. Now picture yourself with a man around 175-200 pounds. It is a tragically eye-opening thing to see or feel when you realize that a person could literally just smash you into the dirt, wait you out until your adrenaline has drained, and you flat out do not have the energy to move anymore. After that? Whatever sadistic stuff they have planned. And according to statistics, this isn’t even putting into account the high percentage of how many women freeze.
The first thing I usually try to hammer home anytime I teach a women’s a self-defense course is that I consider it a win for me if my class is a catalyst to one woman. I want the course to be a jumping off point for women, the start of their self defense journey. I get them for maybe seven total hours and that doesn’t even begin to hit the tip of the iceberg. My class is not the titanic, it’s more like a paper boat in comparison. I have attempted to pick out, based off training and research, what is the most imperative for them to learn in the most efficient and quickest way possible. My goal is for them to walk out safer than what they came in, however it is not going to be enough.
More often than not there seems to be a mentality that once women have taken a self-defense course they will stroll out of there being able to whoop a mans a$$. That couldn’t be farther from the truth, in fact what usually happens is that they go home with a bit of a pep in their step, the men in their life mildly want to exude a bit of funny dominance, and the things that were gone over in a short amount of time with little reps suddenly don’t work. They end up frustrated and write the whole thing off.
This is where I am going to ruffle some feathers if I haven’t already done so. The above paragraph is why I cringe when I hear of a 14-year-old girl who weighs 80 pounds at the most getting her black belt in Tae Kwon Do. Sure, she can land a pretty kick, spar a bit on the upright, but none of that has likely been pressure tested against a larger opponent who solely wants to hurt her. The best-case scenario for her in an attack, in the likely event she ends up on the ground, is that she gets injured, but away. What happens is this sense of, “Of course I can defend myself; I mean, they gave me a black belt…” and sure that confidence can deter causing a predator to deselect…. possibly, but in an actual physical assault? The odds are not remotely in her favor. When I start demonstrating in class on the aspects of a stranger walking speedily towards a person with the intent to harm, I haven’t had one student who does not freeze, and that is including those with martial arts backgrounds.
Gonna spice up my life a bit now by throwing out some facts, some opinions, some opinionated facts, and some facts I would like to be opinions, and if that isn’t confusing enough, I am going to talk on the merits of jiu jitsu/grappling as an avid former hater. And by spice, I mean I am going to open up the floodgates to the masses on the internet to skewer me with their facts, opinions, opinionated facts, and facts THEY would like to be opinions.
Two years ago I was teaching karate. I had just received my second-degree black belt and could not have been further away from the jiu jitsu spectrum. There was zero grappling where I was and though I had a few of the general rape position questions, it was usually brushed off under the context of, “You will never be in that position to begin with.” In a fun twist of ironic facts I now am in guard with several different people, some men, some women, a lot of strangers, several times a week.
The thing is that the statement of, “You will never be there in the first place,” is ludicrous. First, that’s an absolute, and like most things in life, there are NO absolutes. Especially in fighting, anything can happen. It may have nothing to do with you managing a bad buy, but all the other different deluging variables you need to manage in that moment. And that isn’t even a small fraction; these what ifs are a huge percentage. What’s in your hands? What is the setting? Are there other people around to help? Is there a curb? Are you between cars? Is there furniture? Hell, I had a friend point out how she changed certain parts of her self-defense program because of a scenario she was in during a shoot house drill. Her scene was waking up with a bad guy who pounced on her while she was sleeping in her bed. She said that none of what she knew in jiu jitsu at that moment was going to get 200-pound guy off her with the give of a mattress. These are important variables that need to be addressed and you cannot do it in a seven-hour course, and you certainly cannot do it if your whole system is based on the fact that you won’t go to the ground.
No, I don’t want to be on my back where there is glass and asphalt and gravel and trash, but that is not a far-off reality in the grand scheme of a fight. I have never seen one outside of a kid’s school yard tussle where two people just stood there at their four-foot distance trading blows. What is pretty factual is how fast a person can seal in ten feet of space. It’s shocking. A person who is larger wants their advantage, they want you helpless on the ground, they will nab that clinch, and if it’s not an ambush from behind it’s a quick-shot in to take you there. You aren’t standing there trying to land a head kick that will be glancing at best, it’s too fast.
So what am I saying? Just do jiu jitsu? No, but I will say it’s a more pertinent one for the smaller person and rolling is probably the best thing out there in terms of overcoming a freeze response which is a very high factor for women. When you are rolling you are reacting to a person’s movement and that is incredibly valuable in self-defense. You are gaining an in-depth understanding of force on force, sometimes with strangers of all different shapes and sizes. You are learning immediate action in a slightly stressful, but safe atmosphere when a person is on top of you.
Again please understand I am talking specifically about self-defense, not sport. You want to do taekwondo for sport, go for it, honestly any martial arts for sport, have at it. But do not let the claim be that’s all you need for self-defense. My claim is if you are looking to be safer faster, I repeat, if you are looking to be safer faster… after taking a women’s self-defense course, I am going to say managing your surroundings is the most important, and then jiu jitsu, and then striking. Keep in mind this is coming from former stand up traditional martial artist and it is strictly my opinion.
Another thing to note, if you are in a martial art or place that discourages cross training claiming their art is the only thing you need to know, skedaddle. Flee like you would the bad guy I am teaching you to run from. Knowledge is power, test it, test what you are learning, test them, be fair, and throw out what doesn’t work. Any place that is so insecure you are not allowed to go elsewhere to train will not stack up, there is no one size fits all answer.
It is nothing for a person stronger than me to basically bicep curl my person and chuck me on the ground. So why would I not want to put more emphasis on the last line of defense? Percentage wise and based off of the many scenarios I have videoed and seen, that’s where the fight goes and it goes there fast. Bada bing, bada boom, ground. Of course I don’t want to be there, I want to pay attention and avoid it at all costs but when it comes to the physicality of self-defense, well there you have it, I said what I said.
So at the end of the day I am not teaching you to kick a mans a$$ in my class. I am giving you a jumping off point and the maximum amount of information in the most efficient way I can, in the time constraint given, knowing that 98% will not continue this journey. I am teaching you to avoid, be deselected, if needed to get away, and if you end up kicking a$$ while fleeing, well then freaking awesome, stomp the throat.
“My job is to make her safer and her safer, not saying it’s not my job to make him safer, but that’s easier.” -Ryan Hoover-
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When I was ten my brother and I would go frog gigging, well he would, I would just traipse along picking flowers and try not to cringe #notmything #butnature. He would bring them to my Uncle Randy and THEY, I am emphasizing “they” would eat the legs. I am pretty good at being a When-in-Rome kind of gal but watching them roll in the slime of the pond and then get blasted by the fifteen overkill pumps of a pellet pistol in the hands of a too eager eight-year-old and then flop around in the frying pan…. Well that just kind of puts me off. This was my mental image of Airsoft guns. Not saying this is even remotely accurate, but just saying this is what was rolling around in my overactive imagination when I signed up for Five-O Tactical’s CONTACT course in Tulsa, Oklahoma.
Last Saturday I walked into a church that smelled exactly what you would envision heaven would smell like. No, but seriously the Airwick’s were doing their job while I anticipated my ego crush. I would like to say it lessened the blow a bit, but it didn’t. This is the closest driving distance I have done for a training weekend, so being able to go home afterwards and not sleep in a hotel was a bonus. In true Christun form, I jumped in the metaphoric pond of adventure without having any idea what to expect outside of childhood frog horrors. I had been following Five-O on Instagram for a while looking for a TacMed class when this one came up. It was around 200$ and required nothing but an Airsoft mask. I signed up a couple weeks before and made the drive over at four am.
I expected a beat down. Prior to courses I prefer not to think or really know much about them, I just walk in blindly. I hope this isn’t allegoric for my life. What I got was an epic experience and a close place to hit up more classes. This is the first one I can recommend for literally everyone if you carry a firearm, are planning to carry, and live in the area. I would also say if you tick the previous boxes, one that is imperative to take. It was not overly physical, but more based on the mental thought processes of the whys, when you should draw a gun, deescalate, decision making, ect. It was super fun, realistic, and well done. It was also very different from any class I have taken before, but no less impactful.
Chuck Smith is owner and runs the show, he has 26 plus years in law enforcement and a whole other laundry list of credentials that you can read about yourself on Facebook. Do your own stalking…. He is also pretty damn funny. If you read any of my articles you know why this is important to me…The class ran as five separate private evolutions or drills for each student. We would wait in the sanctuary that smelled of all things fantastically homemade until we were called to run our scenario. After each we would debrief quickly with Chuck and then go into another holding room while the others finished. We would then congregate back to divide up by who died and discuss it as a group. As expected, I totally died. Twice. This was great though because the first and last scenes scene allowed me to see some major holes in my training.
To the true nature of an Ego Injury Report, I am going to run slightly through how I died and where it went wrong. I don’t want to give too much away due to future students of this class, however I do run a self-defense course/blog and provide information out there for those to address their safety and learn from my errors... I would say conundrum, but Chuck mentioned they change the scenes up for each class so let’s ride.
My first one was a very classic parking lot grocery store scene, I knew to pay attention to my surroundings, I mean hell, I teach this; so when bad guy Boyd came out of nowheresville and all I saw was a gun in my face I was so surprised he got the leg up on me and I failed miserably. My brain fried, scrambled if you will, I did exactly what I knew not to do which is draw a pistol on an already drawn gun (don’t do this, like ever), and got shot directly in the chest point blank. I can now safely say Airsoft pellets feel exactly like sim rounds only smaller. I was a frog in a pond….
What was interesting about my reaction in this scene is how my previous thoughts in training were almost a detriment. I realized a tiny bit of sexism in myself with how I prepare for my safety. See I automatically went to deciding what was going to happen to me as a female (rape) before anything had even played out. In Chucks words, “It has to be this because I have prepared for this.” This ended up being a rather novel breakthrough for me because of how mental and physical training play to each other. I had previously wrote https://www.healthy-buffalo.com/blogarticles/keep-your-crotch-in-the-dirt#/ how Knife Control Concepts helps with reaction verses a countering response and how beneficial that is in a fight. What I learned here is MENTALLY I need to address that the same way. I assumed it went directly to a rape scenario, when in all actuality it was a robbery. Had I just reacted to him directly I probably would have lived. The gun was already two inches from my face, I had no idea what he wanted, I didn’t ask, I panicked. I didn’t buy time to rationalize and think, I countered stupidly.
These scenes are based off several Chuck has dealt with or seen over the years as LEO, so I looked up how many times women specifically were mugged by weapon, not raped… According to the US Department of Justice, Office of Justice Programs, and Office for Victims of Crime, in 2005 there were hourly 66 robberies, 24 sexual assaults, and 12 rapes against women across the US. Statistically my chances of rape were about 25%. (Yes, this was the latest info I could currently find on this specific thing…)
Another non-meaning-to-have-but-still-sexist thought I had was how much on the backburner I put de-escalation tactics for me as a female. Not saying I don’t use them or teach them, but truly may have felt that it is more beneficial to men who are geared towards verbal, pushing, blows, than women. However, stacked against those stats, de-escalation probably would have been helpful. Just food for thought. React to what is happening don’t counter the assault. This is not saying don’t do anything; for more explanation on what I mean by this please see KCC article mentioned above.
The next three scenarios were very common everyday things that were awesome to work through. Every role player did an excellent job of making it realistic, these stemmed from dealing with road rage to hotel safety. It was well thought out and super practical.
My last one was probably more eye opening than the Clockwork Orange eyeball scene. It was a convenience store robbery that was a very typical, not really make the news, sort of crime that called out my mental bias to the core; assailant holds gun to store clerk demanding money. Could have played this one out as well, but the biggest issue was my assumptions in crime. I don’t want to give this one too much away, but I will say, like before, I knew better. Once again, I botched it due to a preconceived possibly sexist mental block.
I know now. And I learned. These are the lessons that stick with you; like how I will never forget to call 911 due to Shivworks ECQC. Craig, I called every scene I didn’t die in. I absolutely loved getting to know the other students in attendance, it was by far the most diverse crowd I have seen. Ages ranged from 18ish to well into sixties with males and females. One of the things I thought truly amazing was that part of the students were alumni and had gone through church security training for active shooter with Chuck. He is apparently known for running safety protocols with congregations, and several people in the holding room could not talk highly enough of what they had learned previously to keep their church safe. One man in particular spoke to me of the constant growth as a group during the day with that particular course. It was awesome to chat about wins and losses. I have stated several times in articles I am so grateful for the losses, it means I found out in a safe space what I lacked, and I didn’t waste my money on crap training. If I won them all, why was I even there?
Chuck was incredibly safe and runs a very sterile, no-nonsense environment. You were patted down for ALL weapons before you went into the building and were not allowed back in without a recheck. This was a no tolerance, no strike rule; if you didn’t do this and it was found you had a weapon on you, you were out. I always appreciate proper safety protocols; anything can happen when adrenaline is running high so that dynamic needs to be thought through and he did.
Another thing he noted often that I really wanted to acknowledge was how he told us not to “scene” the scenario. For it to play out realistically, you need to not be focused on the win, but how you truly would react to what is happening. I was grateful for the prior reminder during a particular one where if I truly went against my nature and scene-ed it, I would have just stayed in the car. I am the person that will get out and immediately ask if a person is okay, that’s my nature and I needed to see how that would play out and work from there.
I apparently do not have that same nature towards frogs. Bummer. However, in solidarity with their memory I have five direct hit marks on my chest and back so there’s that. I swear those airsoft pellets were ceramic balls, I was assured they were not….
Chuck is a phenomenal teacher with a truly neat thing going on. I am not kidding when I say he has found a way to reach into the civilian world of all ages and genders and show them what they need. His demographic is the broadest I have witnessed, and he manages it well. He is serving and reaching those that need it most and saving lives by seeing the need and filling it. This was not tactical; this was practical, and it was a nice change of pace from beatdown and brain, to just brain.
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Author- Christun Erwin
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