Last night I went to a self-defense seminar run by a really cool martial arts school. Once again, here I was, the only female, surrounded by great looking, hunky men who were some of the nicest people I've ever met. I wouldn't study something like Tae Kwon Do or regular karate to meet men; hey, there are probably more women than men!  Study martial arts, but look for styles like Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, MMA (mixed martial arts), or grappling (ground fighting, like if a fight or attack goes to the ground, you grab a leg or arm and twist it in a way that they either give up or it breaks, or choke them out. It's fun and smart. I know, it sounds a little weird rolling around on the ground, but they won't hurt you, trust me. It really looks dirty, but it's not. You get used to it. It's kind of like the wrestling that they do in high school (without those unflattering singlets and head gear), we do many of the same takedowns, but we don't just pin; we apply submission holds. Learning a martial art is a small price to pay. These places are practically man supermarkets!! I'd say there the male equivalent of elementary schools, were I am always trying to fix some of these sweet, gorgeous martial arttists up with some of the teachers. I thought these men would think, "Oh no, here comes a female to spoil our fun. Now we have to watch our language, and whose the unlucky person who gets stuck with her as a partner."  No! They encouraged me and told me that very few people who studied martial arts would put themselves on the line (we had to face a pretend attacker dressed in a heavily protected suit) in a realistic situation. I swear, I am beginning to be able to spot grapplers by their build. They tend to have very broad, well-developed shhoulder/chest areas. Kind of like firemen.