Last night at the dojang, I felt my previous flexibility coming back into my legs after two months of cross country. This of course stimulated my pride. Today, I learned a very hard lesson about being too proud. I have a business computers class that's split in half by lunch. So we get 22 minutes of class, lunch break, then another 22 minutes. During the beginning of the second half, while waiting for the teacher to come back, I asked a student to see how high I was kicking, and did a front snap kick. They held their hand up to about the level, and my ego was pumped up. Then one of the girls in my class said she could kick higher, and did so. We exchanged a few friendly challenges when the teacher walked in. I asked her to judge, she agreed, and I went to do a full force front kick.
I said I learned a hard lesson... and let me tell you, school carpet is NOT soft! My right foot went up, and my left foot decided it wanted in on the fun. Next thing I knew, I was on my back. Broke the fall with my arm and was ok, just a bit of carpet burn. The entire class was laughing, the teacher was laughing, and even I was laughing. The teacher made sure I was ok, then she said "Thank you, that's the funniest damn thing I've seen in 28 years!"
So remember folks, pride isn't worth it, and carpets aren't very nice to land on .
I said I learned a hard lesson... and let me tell you, school carpet is NOT soft! My right foot went up, and my left foot decided it wanted in on the fun. Next thing I knew, I was on my back. Broke the fall with my arm and was ok, just a bit of carpet burn. The entire class was laughing, the teacher was laughing, and even I was laughing. The teacher made sure I was ok, then she said "Thank you, that's the funniest damn thing I've seen in 28 years!"
So remember folks, pride isn't worth it, and carpets aren't very nice to land on .