That’s what my upper lip looks like after Saturday’s kung fu test. I did not test. I still got smacked hard in the mouth during a multi-person attack. All I was trying to do was help (by attacking!)
About 1/2 hour into the test Sifus said to me, “You know, since [person who was expected to test but is in Florida instead] isn’t here, there’s an opening.” I was tempted. At the beginning, at least, it seemed like a good idea. But I’ve got a sprained knee that’s only half healed and I’m still recovering from the nastiest cold ever.
I’m glad I declined. After helping with the first half of the test my knee was really sore. If I had tested I probably would have messed it up good.
We now have two new brown belts and two new brown-black belts. The fact that the people who now outrank me began training after I did should provide a little incentive for me to get off my tuchas.