... on which I did not test.
I'm not eligible to test again until at least June.
So I went, I watched the black belt test at 8, then dressed and sat in the back for the color belt test at 10. A few times, we were asked to get up and help, which was nice because sitting still for 4 hours is almost as torturous as testing.
In any case, the black belt test was small, only three people, two of whom were the guru and one of the Adopted Daughters testing for their Second Dan. They were, of course, fantastic. I definitely have a lot of work to do between now and June if I am to test then. Like healing and strengthening my hips and legs. They did so much kicking... and kicking... and kicking... I think my legs would simply fall off if I had to do that much kicking in a two hour period. Which would be embarrassing.
I also need to work on grappling. My favorite grappling partner is home from college this weekend, and we had a good match last night after sparring, but most of the time she made me feel like a squashed bug. We're the same size, but she is wicked strong and I'm clearly out of practice.
Watching the black belt test was certainly inspiring. My three friends, each with different stories, different strengths, different challenges, looked amazing. I have a lot to live up to.
Immediately afterward, we grabbed a quick lunch and headed to Harrisburg for a demo, in which the same Adopted Daughter, after her Second Dan test, and after assisting with the color belt test, performed with her usual energy and enthusiasm. Absolutely amazing.
Feeeling particularly inspired tonight to get back to work training and preparing. Maybe I'll head to the gym for a while. I think the young ninja crowd is due back here to watch a movie and celebrate tonight.