One day during class, my sensei waved away my partner for a moment and took a stance accross from me, drawing a bokken. As he started to cut, I blanked. I turned and started to run to the back of the dojo.
He started laughing and said, "At least you moved, so it's a start, but we don't run like that here. You have to face the conflict straight on."
I nodded, and then he added, "Or you run for the door, not for the corner."