There are many martial arts around the world. Many from the Asian traditions have been passed down in one form or another for centuries.
It has often been a source of both honor and pride to be the "disciple" of So and So, or the descendant of Grand Master Such and Such.
In the western martial arts, the fighting style to which I have devoted my whole life has undergone drastic change due to the ideal of how duels were satisfied, personal honor and the ever changing style of warfare. I refer to it as style for reasons I will address at another time.
The idea of a person codifying a martial art remains with me, whispers to me as I wrestle with not only language and reference barriers but also the implications of creating a tradition of thought and movement. I wonder if those in the past had the same deep feeling of pride, purpose, determination and terror. All thrown into the prevailing notion that there will never be enough time and it will never be finished. But with every breathe you take thinking and working to make sure it survives the author.
"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"....
So practice you footwork every day, understand the Rule of Measure, work on the pell with both hands, and most important, train hard and be Knightly...