Thursday, May 3, 2012
Well it wasn't pretty, but I passed my test for my yellow belt. I totally freaked. I'm not a pressure person. My brain shuts down, becomes a total blank under pressure. I couldn't even remember left jab, right cross which are the most basic moves of all. But I somehow fumbled my way through it. The best thing I can say is its over. Am I glad I did it? Yes. Maybe.Sorta. Will I do it again? Not in the near future. But with some distance from the humiliation of my lack luster performance, maybe.