The last
couple of days have been a mixed bag. On one hand, the daily numbers
we've been posting have been motivating and it's fun seeing others join
in. On the other hand, I'm still find it frustrating being in class.
Yesterday we practiced kicks on the heavy bag while holding a medicine
ball over our heads and my shoulder is killing me today. I shouldn't
have taken part in that but it's even more frustrating seeing everyone
with their stripes when I've been missing out, so I don't want to miss
out on anything else.
I'm
not sure how to stop comparing myself to everyone else. Life is all
about competition. You compete for jobs, you compete in sports, you
compete in school, and as a child you even compete for the attention of
your parents. How do you just turn that off? And how do you know when
it's time to walk away? No matter how hard I try, I'm never going to be a
pro hockey player. No amount of practice is going to get me there. I
know that and I focus on other things. How do I know I'm not cut out for
kung fu?
If
you extrapolate my current progress out, I estimate it will take me
over ten years to get a black belt and if you would have told me that
going in, I never would have signed up in the first place. A yellow belt
seems so far away to me; I can't even fathom what it will take to get a
black belt. I've decided to give it to the end of the summer and see if
I've made any more progress. If not, I think I'm going to call it
quits. At that point I'll have been in kung fu for a year and I think
that's enough time to make a fair assessment.
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