Well, you did it! You put your hand to the plow and didn’t look back. You got your ribs popped and your knuckles swollen, and you survived. You passed the tests, calmed your nerves, and although you’re exhausted, you earned your new belt!. If you are like me, the first […]
My first journal was a yellow legal pad that I stole off my dad’s desk, which I wrote on with the Bic pen from my mom’s checkbook. I still remember her digging around in her purse for it a few days later when it was time to pay the mortgage. […]
I have a little journal that surfs around my gym bag. I’m a messy, inconsistent person, so I don’t always write in it, but in the weeks leading up to my blue belt test, (aside from techniques I was trying to make pretty,) I wrote down some in-the-moment feelings […]
