The other night in class there was myself and Kim, a brown belt, our sifus and a couple first degree black belts. We did circular and linear multiperson attacks at varying speeds.
There was much discussion as to what constituted slow and slow-medium speed.
I speed up when I’m nervous. Which is one point of the drill: to remain calm regardless. And that night I was nervous, in the company of black belts and sifus.
I watched our black belts as they handle each attacker with aplomb and felt hopelessly outclassed. It really makes me wonder how I will ever get to that skill level.
There’s nothing to do but keep at it and remember every black belt was once a white belt.