Yes! You read that right - I passed my black belt test. My daughter pointed out that there was little chance of me failing as I had completed everything on the test. Then I pointed out that she was just as excited and relieved after her interview where she officially passed. She then agreed.
The ceremony is on Saturday. I will officially receive the belt that has been tied to a post on the wall for weeks now. I will get my new uniforms. I can officially wear black pants! This is something only black belts can wear in our dojan. I do not think the guys truly understand the difficulty with white pants.
This is a weird period - being a black belt but not a black belt. Half the time we are included with the black belts and the other half the red belts. I almost always choose the wrong group and have to be asked to change (or I see where all the kids went). Soon that will be over.
There are articles about how nothing changes when you are a black belt. I do not have the belt on my waist and I disagree with this. Just realizing that I passed the test, five hours of total endurance, has taught me that I can go furhter. I pushed a little harder when I ran yesterday and went further than ever before without having to stop to walk it off. I go harder in class, work more, and feel more confident. I did not magically become amazing at taekwondo, but I learned that I can push myself to be better.
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