First thing: I’d like to give a big shout-out to Brett over at 6 weeks for inspiring me to get off my lazy butt. Go here to check out this inspirational post!

The dream

Ever since I was a white belt first learning how to NOT fall over in horse stance, I’ve loved Taekwondo.  I fell in love from the beginning and since then, I’ve dreamed of progressing.  I remember seeing the blue belts and thinking that they were pretty 1337 (“leet” – I’m a computer geek, so what? :D ).  I got my blue belt and started looking toward grasping the holy grail: black belt.  Here’s a secret: I got it!  I used to be a black belt!

Here’s the thing: my “master” wasn’t registered with any federation (turns out, he thought it was anti-Christian) and I was stripped of my belt by the real martial artists.  To keep my black belt wouldn’t have been fair to the other black belts, so I respect the decision 100%.  Since then, I’ve not only dreamed of becoming a black belt, I’ve dreamed of finally proving myself to the martial arts community.

The goals

Within the next year, I plan on finally getting my balck belt.  I’m ONE step away, but I have a whole lot of training until I get there.  I’ll also continue participating in tournaments until I’m considered to be tough competition.  I want to be able to distinguish myself in a male dominated sport.

On the smaller scale, I have plans on losing my last couple pounds (I’m so close to my goal weight – yay me!!) and improving my endurance, so that I can fight at a good pace for more than a minute without having breathing difficulties.  Because man, that’s an embarrassment in the dojang.

Today

As silly as this may sound, today I’m going for a run.  Here’s the thing: I don’t run voluntarily.  I crap out after about 2 minutes.  It’s hard, monotonous, and I feel like crap afterward.  Well too damned bad!  I’m sucking it up and I’m going to learn how to make running work for me!  Pil-sung!