Well, it seems that the sun is setting on my latest karate crisis.

In nursing school I learned that in a crisis, you either deplete your stress hormones (and die) or you develop new coping mechanisms that you can rely on in further times of stress.

Through soul searching, I came to the following conclusions about myself:

I feel pretty ok with my situation. Maybe I'm not destined to be the next UFC star; does my total happiness revolve around being a UFC star? Thankfully no. Also, after a lot of soul searching and self-evaluation, I am beginning to think that my social skills aren't as bad as I thought. No matter how I look and no matter how un-cool  I may be, I take pride in my willingness/ability  to communicate with all sorts of different people. I should stop being a shy coward who hides from people.Yes! 

I hate to get ahead of myself. But I am in the market for an mma class that will have me, and there happens to be a beginners class that takes women, meeting this morning not far from me at all. I bet this, like Islander's, could broaden my horizens and widen my perspectives. I'm so excited! I wonder if  I'll feel like going today...or if I'll have nerve. Of course, getting nerve to join a martial arts class is something that I've dealt with a time or two.