Four months.
That’s how long I’ve got to get in shape, write my black belt paper and bone up on my basics.
Four of us testing, two for black, two for brown-black, sat down with Sifu to figure out a good date for all of us. Laura wanted to do it sooner rather than later and get it over with. I bet she’d do it tomorrow if she could.
We looked at September. The first weekend is PAWMA camp. I’ve got family events the last two weekends. In between is Cycle Oregon and Carol’s going on that. Later is better for Kim with his work schedule. So we settled on October 13.
Thirteen always was my lucky number.
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