Crazy with a blue belt

The rack Hubby made me has a new belt.

I knew everything I needed to know for the Taekwondo blue belt test. It was my 6th time testing. You’d think I wouldn’t be nervous. Yet I was. As all get out. But I survived.

I wouldn’t be me, however, if I didn’t mess something up.

During the “back form,” green belt, I started morphing suddenly into the purple belt form. Fortunately, I caught it and fixed it, grateful that I was able to carry on without getting flustered or losing track of where I was. That felt semi-miraculous.

Beyond that, which Sensei may not have even witnessed, as I think his eyes were on my partner at the moment, I did a couple of minor dumb things. One was starting the second set of defense moves before being instructed to. My daughter whispered, “Not yet!” to stop me.

The other was the same mistake I made last time. When we finished, Sensei said, “Go back to your X,” the starting position. I started walking back to sit down because I was done.

As I approached, another daughter sitting there, eyes wide, said, “Your X!”

I swung around, smiling sheepishly at Sensei, as I returned to my X. He smiled back, like last time. Phew!

Eventually I’ll learn.

The next class was the belt ceremony, where we bring food to share after receiving our new belts and certificates. Similar to last time when we made churros, I thought it would be fun to make pretzels from scratch.

Eventually I’ll learn.

A half hour before the ceremony, I texted Sensei. (Keep in mind that, at the moment, since he doesn’t advertise, we are his only students, which is awesome for us.)

He agreed to wait for my go ahead. Then some time later…

Then at the ceremony, for which we all arrived a half hour late, he called me up first.

“I have several things for you,” he said and handed me my certificate, my belt, and then this:

Pardon me. Do you have any Grey Poupon?

I cracked up. The girls each got one too, to their great confusion, and he brought several others so we had enough.

In our haste to leave the house, though I meant to get a pic of the pretzels for you, I didn’t get a chance. (I also discovered when we returned home, that I had forgotten to turn off the oven. Sigh. “Haste makes waste” and all that.)

We did wind up with one leftover pretzel (probably the ugliest one), so I at least have this to show you, taken the next day, looking soggy and old.

It tastes better than it looks. Just like the churros.

“It tastes better than it looks” is becoming my tag line.

At the end of the evening, Sensei walked away shaking his head saying, “I can’t believe you guys are blue belts already.”

Awww… We’re growing up so fast.

Next, on to brown belt!

I wonder what we’ll make for that ceremony.


59 responses »

  1. So there is a blue belt and a black belt … is there a black and blue belt? I know you’ve earned that. Pretzels are surprising appropriate for test day – everything twisted up.

    For brown, I recommend cinnamon buns. No real reason, I just like a good cinnamon bun – even a bad one will do … πŸ˜‰

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  2. I’m Sensei a juju ceremonial cookbook. And black and blue should definitely be a category. And beverages! Lots of beverages with lots of ice. Chipped, of course. Congrats on the belt! My daughter, the brawler, so proud.

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  3. Love this post! Congratulations on the blue belt. And I love the “tastes better than it looks” tagline. And the planning for the next belt and homemade treat. And I love your humble and funny way you share your mistakes to remind us that even MMA moms make mistakes on their way to greatness!! Love you, friend!

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  4. Congrats! I actually just got me blue belt in krav two weeks ago…and then got my advanced blue belt (the next rank) today. If you wanna know how that happened lol let me know. Yo I love pretzels those probably tasted amazing

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    • I don’t know if the pretzels were “amazing,” but they were pretty decent. πŸ™‚

      Congrats on the belts, lady! Going from blue to advanced blue in two weeks? Putting me to shame with my Jiu Jitsu “skills” that’s for sure! Yes, tell me all about it!

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      • Well today we had an insane test for everyone to certify their ranks. Our head Coach/Professor decided, after putting us thru 2 hours of grueling stuff (and I’ve been sick for a week so that was hard) he decided to move us all up in rank. He cried, we all cried, emotions emotions so ya

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  5. When my niece/nephew were in my TKD class, for one belt night my sister made ginger bread men with different colored belts on. Adorable. πŸ™‚

    I remember FREEZING during my brown belt test. Full stop. COuld not take the next step. My mind just went blank. One of the instructors at the table spoke very quietly, calmly, and said ‘just remember where you were’. It was more his calm, quiet encouragement then his words. I continued and finished.

    I’m very happy for you. If I was your mom I would say I was very proud of you. πŸ™‚

    When we started our instructor gave us a number, I think it was one in one hundred, who go on to blackbelt. I think truthfully it is much less than that. I look forward to your blackbelt test. πŸ™‚


  6. I love the gingerbread cookie idea! I once saw a package for Ninja bread cookies where they’re pre-positioned in kick and punch poses. I must remember that for black belt!

    Oh gosh, I feel your pain with the brown belt test. I’m sure it’s happened to lots of people, but how scary in the moment. Glad you were able to recover!

    Sad about the one in one hundred, or less. When we started, there were quite a few upper belts, but they have since disappeared. It’s too bad. I guess they had other activities to pursue.


  7. Congrats Betsy! I didn’t know they had stripes on belts in Taekwondo though. Gah, I know that feeling of coming home to something that was left on. I totally hate that one time I left a sink tap running for half a day because I didn’t push down the lever far enough. A running oven’s scary though.

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    • I’m glad there was nothing in the oven. No real harm done, aside from the gas bill.
      Oooh, a running sink would be far worse in my book. Water is expensive here and we’re constantly in and out of drought. :{


  8. LOL 🀣If β€œit tastes better than it looks” is your new tag line then “soggy and old” is my new description for when ppl ask me who I am. LOL I feel like your pretzel right now!! But anyway, Betsy yay, SO proud of you!! Blue belt woohooo – what colour is next??

    Also, never heard of Grey Poupon LOL is it really fancy mustard??! LOL

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    • My dear friend, I highly doubt “soggy and old” would be an apt description for you!

      When I was a kid, Grey Poupon commercials featured someone driving up to another fancy car, rolling the window down and saying, “Pardon me, do you have any Grey Poupon?” The other person would say something like, “Why, yes, I do,” and hand a small glass jar (what it normally comes in) through the window. Silly but memorable!

      And thanks! Next is brown belt. Boring color, but oh well. πŸ™‚

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  9. Better for haste to make waste than a burned-down house.

    I was on the fence about your Sensei before, but knowing that he’s a Grey Poupon man just won him bonus cool points in my book. BTW, I bet you could dip Dot’s pretzels in that stuff…

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