October 25, 2006

Not Me

I don’t want to be that person.  Sometimes I wonder if I am.  Starting out in the martial arts at 29 seems to be ancient.  I wonder if the parents who watch their children from the comfort of the waiting area are thinking I should give it up; karate is for kids, not their parents.  I wonder what other people think about how I do my kata, how I spar.  Do they think I’m a joke?  Do they think I’m good?  Do they think I’m silly for starting so late?

It’s easy to doubt yourself when it took a good ten years to start on the path that you wanted to all along but were too afraid to try.  It’s easy to wonder, when you see your reflection at the dojo, wearing that brown belt, if you’ve really earned it, if you really know your stuff as well as you should. 

After studying karate for a few years, I can look at others and know which ones are really nailing their kata, and which ones are sort of going through the motions.  Am I going through the motions or do I look like I know what I’m doing?

If you ask my Mom about me and my karate she will tell you how great I am at it.  She will say about my karate skills, "She’s a natural.  It just comes so easily for her.  She’s really great at it."  She brags about me to her friends, and although I’m flattered and happy that she thinks I’m so great, I know that she is, after all, my Mom.  That’s what Mom’s do.  They praise and brag.  It’s in the Mom wiring. 

Recently several students at our dojo competed in a tournament.  I didn’t go.  I wouldn’t have been able to anyway, seeing as how sick I was; but even if well, I doubt I would have gone.  I haven’t ever really considered going to tournaments.  The martial arts journey has been personal for me.  The idea of putting it out there in a public arena is a little unsettling.  Trophies are nice and all, but who knows if I’d even get one.  Wouldn’t that be embarrassing?  The 31-year old brown belt who is there and is a complete joke.  Who let her in here anyway?

In the safety and comfort of the dojo, where the environment is so supportive, you can start to let yourself believe that what you’re doing is right, that others see what you’re doing and think that you know what you’re doing.  At a tournament?  You might become one of people that everyone sort of laughs at, the joke. 

When it all boils down, it shouldn’t really matter what other people think about me, my kata, my karate.  It should really only matter what I think of myself.  But getting to that point is going to be the hard part.

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