"Fall seven times, stand up eight."
~Buddhist saying
I'd be so happy if things went like this:
August 22: the entire family passes their belt tests strongly.
September 3 :we watch Zack perform at Rooster's and drive out to L.A. after the performance.
September 4 :we enjoy a crazy BIRTH-day in L.A.
September 5 : we go to the NIN concert at the Wiltern. We go to Toi after for Thai and star-watching.
September 12: My birthday party.
This is how I'd like things to go, but even the best-laid plans...
We really need this belt test. We like to push ourselves. We need to celebrate, after. We've had some really serious curve balls thrown our way, and at the time, we weren't even holding a bat. We've been hit pretty hard, and some days, it's all I can do to keep from crying.
My mind has been wandering to places it should never go, and this upcoming black-belt board has helped both my body and mind to stay where they should be. Kinda reminds me of a scene from Star Wars:
Gold Leader: It's no use. I can't maneuver!
Gold Five: Stay on target.
Gold Leader: We're too close!
Gold Five: Stay on target!
Yup. Half of me is Gold Leader and the other half is trying to stay on target.
I wonder if the Gold Team ever cried when no one was looking? I know I do.
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