I told my husband of my decision to quit the martial art style that we study mutually. He's ok with it. I actually thought that he would quit before me. He is very discouraged about his progress. It's been about a year since our school moved to the new location and we were able to go twice a week instead of once. It's also a year to the day (how ironic) that we earned our blue belts. He feels that instead of advancing twice as fast, his skills have actually deteriorated. See..he's no good at this either!  I guess misery loves company. He has been wanting to try something like an 'over 35 basketball league' or something like that. I don't share his concern, but he is worried that he doesn't have many good years left. If, when there is an adult class offered in a month or so, he learns that he is years away from earning a black belt...spending the time and money just wouldn't be justified. It's a low cost program, sure, but factor in the$30 for the baby sitter and the extra years that it is taking us to earn a black belt in this style,a goal we may very well never achieve.....Hello! A year into blue belt. I can't decipher the criteria for brown belt. We are so far away from it that I was afraid to ask about when our test might be. There hasn't been an adult black belt in the near ten year history of our school so what would make me think that I would be the one. I feel really guilty because I got him into this...it was 100% my idea.

Anyway, I worked on the kata for my next belt. I am working on incorporating the corrections into what I have learned...which makes the whole thing seem like I've never done it before. I will be happy when this stage passes!

I also went over white belt self-defense. I felt very good about it. We talked about it, as we have many times before, and IK would not be the style for Joe either, sadly. Although he could do it, he would say that he couldn't master the tiny details of the katas, or even the main movements. Also, IK is horribly horribly horribly  painful to the wrists, shoulders, and fingers. He honestly can't tolerate what little I've done on him.