I’ll call him Peter. He’s a composite of more kids than I can count, but every parent reading this has met him.

Peter was nine. Given the choice, he would be on his tablet. Homework was a fight. Chores were a fight. Anything that made him sweat or wait or try twice was a fight. His parents didn’t come to me asking about karate. They came in tired, asking how to get their son back.

Nothing dramatic happened next. That’s the point.

At the dojo, Peter learned that we finish what we start, including the last set of push-ups when his arms are shaking. At home, his parents made a few quiet rules and kept them: homework before screens, chores before screens, and no negotiating in the middle of a meltdown. Small things, each and every day.

It wasn’t a straight line. Around week six Peter decided he’d had enough. He stopped trying in class, dragged his feet at home, and asked to quit. That week was harder on his parents than on him, but they held the line anyway. I’d argue that week is where the whole story turned.

Today Peter is stronger and in much better physical shape. His grades are up and teachers are noticing the change. He’s happier in a way you can see from across the room. When I ask his parents how things are going, they tell me that the house is peaceful, he’s a joy to be around, and he is now happy to go to school. Big change!

The late Jim Rohn put it better than I can. We all live with one of two pains, he said: The pain of discipline or the pain of regret. And “discipline weighs ounces while regret weighs tons.”

In life, there is no comfortable path. That’s what children don’t understand yet, and what we as adults already know by experience. The discomfort comes either way. You can choose a small amount of it now, doing what you ought to do, or you can take a crushing amount of it later, when you realize what you missed in life because you always picked the easy, comfortable thing.

Here’s the part I’d ask parents to sit with. The discipline isn’t only Peter’s. Holding the line through a meltdown, hearing “I hate this” and not giving in, putting the tablet away when leaving it on would buy you an hour of “peace and quiet”, that’s the pain of discipline too, and it lands on us, the adults in the room.

It weighs ounces. Pick it up anyway. The alternative is a weight none of us wants our children carrying as adults, when it may be too late to fix.

Sensei Willy Strohmeier - Colorado Karate Club