One daruma down
Nov. 24th, 2003 04:18 pmI took my black belt test on Saturday, and passed. My uke was an old friend who, for her fifth kyu test, I was her uke. She got her black belt several years ago, while my back was injured.
Since I can't do suwari waza, I did a lot more standing techniques than usual. Of course my sensei asked me to do sankyo from various attacks, which is one technique I was hoping to slip by unnoticed (I'm not comfortable with the turning version. I just don't see the point.). I did all right, though. The guy who tested before didn't do very well on the randori (three attackers at once) part of his test, and I think that my sensei thought I wouldn't, either, because he sent in the attackers staggered (first one, then the second joined him, then the third joined them). When the second attacker came in, I don't know what I did, but I somehow tripped and fell over, but I got right back up, and did very well. (I know I did, because just about everyone watching the test made a point of telling me so.) I like randori, because it's smooth, graceful, and lets you through lots of people across the room.
So, now I'm a black belt. Now I have to be a black belt, which is a little scary. (On the way home from the test, I stopped by the martial arts store and bought a black belt. I ordered my hakama this morning.)
And my cold is almost gone.
Current book: PALADIN OF SOULS, by Lois McMaster Bujold
Since I can't do suwari waza, I did a lot more standing techniques than usual. Of course my sensei asked me to do sankyo from various attacks, which is one technique I was hoping to slip by unnoticed (I'm not comfortable with the turning version. I just don't see the point.). I did all right, though. The guy who tested before didn't do very well on the randori (three attackers at once) part of his test, and I think that my sensei thought I wouldn't, either, because he sent in the attackers staggered (first one, then the second joined him, then the third joined them). When the second attacker came in, I don't know what I did, but I somehow tripped and fell over, but I got right back up, and did very well. (I know I did, because just about everyone watching the test made a point of telling me so.) I like randori, because it's smooth, graceful, and lets you through lots of people across the room.
So, now I'm a black belt. Now I have to be a black belt, which is a little scary. (On the way home from the test, I stopped by the martial arts store and bought a black belt. I ordered my hakama this morning.)
And my cold is almost gone.
Current book: PALADIN OF SOULS, by Lois McMaster Bujold
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Date: 2003-12-15 03:26 pm (UTC)Yeah, I know. It makes everything different, all of sudden. You've got this big mark on you that makes you more visible, and if you mess up, everyone will notice. It's past "put up or shut up" time.