Went to class tonight thinking we would be sparring. Kind of thought something was up when myself and another student were working outside with the one of the instructors, on the patio, and the rest of the class was lining up. We went through all of our material and then about an hour later rejoined the main class.
A bit later, the class was lining up. We took our place in line and then told that we had just passed our test for yellow belt. We performed our belt exchange ceremony, and then the birth of pain!
Nothing like 4 solid front kicks to the gut. I loved it!
Look out orange belt! I'm coming for ya! But not for a while.
