The unexpected

[glenatron]

My new belt finally arrived in the post last week, so today was my first lesson where I actually had a black belt. I didn't think it was going to feel any different to usual, but we only had a couple of students along and both my instructors found they had important things to do and left me to take the class.

Which wasn't what I expected.

The good news is that I think it went OK. Not great, but not terrible either and I think the students quite enjoyed it. Hopefully I didn't teach anyone anything that was palpably wrong and we stuck with the basics and simple extensions so I don't think it was beyond anyone.

A novel experience, at any rate.

Comments

[shiva-matimbres.livejournal.com]

I might get my yellow tag soon - the black belts scare me, although sparring with them is generally more safe than some of the people at my level.

[glenatron.livejournal.com]

It's a good point- experience does tend to give you control over your strikes so you don't accidentally flatten people.

I always hated training with black belts- I was always feeling like they would find me out somehow, like they'd realise I just didn't know anything. Now I am one and I still feel like that. I particularly hate being put on the spot and asked to demonstrate a technique, which I think is part of the reason my instructors suddenly had "something to do" and left me in charge of the class...