By Harrison Sheppard
Barefoot and wrapped in an all-black gi — a karate uniform fastened by his well-earned black belt — Len Kovar works the heavy bag. Thump, thump, thump. He alternates with three other black belts,
all taking turns whacking away at the leather, which is anchored to the ground and bobbing like a Weeble Wobble.
The drill breaks up and Kovar starts some light sparring, really just punching a partner’s gloved hands back and forth to limber up. Then it’s time for pushups.
On a good day, he can do about 100, but this time he stops after a dozen.
Kovar keeps up best he can with the roomful of young black belts, gathered at a cavernous martial-arts studio in Carmichael. But after 45 minutes of calisthenics, pushups, stomach crunches and punching practice, he tires out and peels off.
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