Lacking fighting spirt

Karate has been a very strange experience thus far. I began in the mistaken belief that you spend your first few months (year?) learning technique. The idea that you have no business trying to do anything "clever" until you've mastered a few basics. Monday night I got put in the ring twice. I didn't know what to do. The person hasn't attacked me. In fact, she seemed like a rather nice person. I'm not angry. Who just walks up to somebody and kicks? A toddler? Even so, I did throw out one kick ...