12 Years, And Counting...

Today I earned my red belt.
"um...what"? you say.
No I didn't go shopping and get a really great deal, although I should think I should have earned some great trophy for my frugality by now. And I suppose, if one where to be true in what one says, than I really earned it 12 years ago. In any case, to get to the point, Joe talked me into taking Taekwondo lessons too. After 12 years out, yep, I still got it. After a few weeks of proving to myself and the instructors that I can tow the line, they are giving the red belt back to me. Well, a new one since I don't even know what happened to the last one. Now I'm not saying I'm in great shape, far from it actually. 5 kids tends to do that to a person. But for some strange reason, my brain seems to remember how to tell my body things it's forgotten how to do. This of course resulted in some really sore muscles, but some sacrifices must be made for the greater good. So perhaps, with some hard work and a bit of providence, I shall once and for all earn that ever so elusive black belt.