Since last Saturday I’ve been trying to pay attention to what I say and how I say it, what I do and how I react. Am I any different? Would I recognize if I was?
There is one thought that I’ve been thinking repeatedly- If I wasn’t in it for life before, I sure am now.
I don’t seem to be any different. I didn’t magically understand the answer to life, the universe and everything. Whichever kicks sucked before still suck now. My kids don’t listen any better to me. My ability to cook rice has not improved.
But I feel different. The same different as when I first received my black belt.
Although the cat was let out of the bag early, this was a surprise. And I am thankful for that. I firmly believe that if I had been training the intention of challenging for my 5th that I would have taken another nine years. My intention would have been to be promoted, which would have tainted my training and my approach, always coloured by that ultimate goal instead of just plugging along trying to better myself. In this case, having my head in the sand was a benefit.
Thank you to everyone who helped or attended the banquet last Saturday. I wasn’t joking when I had said it would either be epic or an epic fail, and thankfully it was epic. Period. Thank you Sifu Brinker for the relentless hours you put into it. And the relentless time and effort you’ve put into me and every other student of yours.
*no leeks were harmed in the making of this blog*
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