Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Punching Kelly

Well, Well, Well

You should have seen all the people who were lined up to take a swing at me. The Head Instructor commented several times that he hadn't had a turn-out like that in a long time. Should I be honored? Concerned?

I was resigned to do this fight last night. I had this sort of intestinal twisting that belied my nerves, though I didn't exactly feel nervous. It's just unplesant, this sort of fighting. So, I resigned myself to do it.

It was far better than anticipated, as these things usually are. I chose to make it mostly a ground fight, because of two things. One, I am lazy. And Two, My legs are both stronger and longer than my arms.


.....................May I just tell you that I had a brilliant finish to this article, and blogger didn't save it? I went to publish, and got an error page, and the whole bottom half was just gone!! Very annoying.
The bottom line is that I survived, and am going to test this morning. I have to attain a 100% on this morning's portion of the test. If I manage to accomplish that, I win a Balck Belt.
I'll get back to you in a bit!
Have a wonderful morning, friends.

5 comments:

KJP said...

I suppose once you have your black belt you could find work with a demolition company in the Boise area. "Non Explosive Deconstruction"

Hi Ya!

Guess I will go watch Shaolin Soccer again....

Yvonne said...

Hey Kelly,
I read Lynda's comment and started crying with the sheer relief of it. Finally after the last couple of months-------some good news for you! Thank You, Lord! Go Kelly! (a little of the cheerleader advisor coming out in me!)
Love you,

Cathy said...

Darn that blogger...

Can't wait to hear how the test went...

Kelly said...

Hi everyone. I have got a Perfect Score on my test. Truely, I have never attempted something so hard in all my life. Thank you for your prayers.
Dang, I am sore and bone-weary!

Anonymous said...

Kelly, I am so glad you passed it all, and glad you blog, since I can't get thru on the phone.
Wish I had thought to go and watch you get pummeled by your kids.
Hoorah!
Dad