Gordon Nore
Senior Master
This thread -- http://martialtalk.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1071415&postcount=1 -- got me thinking...
How bad was your black belt test, really? Not the usual war stories: My first dan lasted three days, and we survived by drinking our own urine. If we stopped, Sensei called us sissies and spanked us with tonfa... How much did it really suck?
Mine sucked big time. I was anxious and cold. I kept weaving and fell over a couple of times because I couldn't breathe right. One of the examiners, a long-time teacher and friend, took me aside, and said, "Gord, you'll be fine, but you've got to breathe." Without skipping a beat, I looked at him, sucked some air into my nostrils and stood there, essentially holding my breath, but thinking to myself that I understood what he said and followed it. About six hours after my test, I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed my shoulders were at the same height as my ears. First time I actually exhaled that day.
How bad was your black belt test, really? Not the usual war stories: My first dan lasted three days, and we survived by drinking our own urine. If we stopped, Sensei called us sissies and spanked us with tonfa... How much did it really suck?
Mine sucked big time. I was anxious and cold. I kept weaving and fell over a couple of times because I couldn't breathe right. One of the examiners, a long-time teacher and friend, took me aside, and said, "Gord, you'll be fine, but you've got to breathe." Without skipping a beat, I looked at him, sucked some air into my nostrils and stood there, essentially holding my breath, but thinking to myself that I understood what he said and followed it. About six hours after my test, I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed my shoulders were at the same height as my ears. First time I actually exhaled that day.