Since we're just coming off TKD sucks month I figure I'd share the fact that I just got my black belt this weekend. So I suppose I'm officially shitty at sparring... heh.
I was actully suprised how cool it was getting it (insert self masturbation). I figured after all the negativity I've garnered from bullshido, I'd just blow the weekend event off.... but when I think where I was (fat, out of shape slob who couldn't keep his balance during a kick knee hieght or higher) to what I am now (a fat out of shape slob who can kick waist height will out falling over that much) it did have it's perks.
And on top of it, TKD got me into the Martial Arts,
I actully did alot of reflecting this weekend too, as to why I'm in MA's, why I enjoy them so much and what I really got out of it. Suprisingly hard questions to answer, if I go beyond staying in shape and impressing chicks with spin hook kicks at parties. But wnen I really thought about it (and watched Million Dollar Baby again) it really is about those goals that only you see, and being able to overcome them. It's not about talking shit and proving to everone else who you are (though there is that with compitition to a lesser degree), but proving it to yourself (i.e. like coming back and being able to get the fucker who kicked your ass last year).
So yeah.... who really gives a fuck eh? I suppose I do and that's all that really matters. Now if I can only get my fuckin' Blue Belt in BJJ... hehehe
I was actully suprised how cool it was getting it (insert self masturbation). I figured after all the negativity I've garnered from bullshido, I'd just blow the weekend event off.... but when I think where I was (fat, out of shape slob who couldn't keep his balance during a kick knee hieght or higher) to what I am now (a fat out of shape slob who can kick waist height will out falling over that much) it did have it's perks.
And on top of it, TKD got me into the Martial Arts,
I actully did alot of reflecting this weekend too, as to why I'm in MA's, why I enjoy them so much and what I really got out of it. Suprisingly hard questions to answer, if I go beyond staying in shape and impressing chicks with spin hook kicks at parties. But wnen I really thought about it (and watched Million Dollar Baby again) it really is about those goals that only you see, and being able to overcome them. It's not about talking shit and proving to everone else who you are (though there is that with compitition to a lesser degree), but proving it to yourself (i.e. like coming back and being able to get the fucker who kicked your ass last year).
So yeah.... who really gives a fuck eh? I suppose I do and that's all that really matters. Now if I can only get my fuckin' Blue Belt in BJJ... hehehe
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