soul_sword34 said:My first day in Shotokan the only thing I can remember is that I wanted to quit. I was always the shining star in AAU wrestling, gold medals, state champ. I came to the dojo and everyone was better than me and no matter how hard I tried I could not do anything right. I remember talking to myself saying, "if they can do it then I can too". I stayed. I remember my second day vividly so let me share my embarassing story.
I came home that first day and took off my gi and threw my pants/underwear into the corner (I now fold them ) and went to take a shower, I was 10 years old at the time. Then next day I was running late and scooped up my gi after school and ran down the street for training white belt dragging in the dirt. I went into the locker room and put on my gi. Now while training it was time for Mae-Geri (front kick) practice. Up and down the floor. Instructor was calling out the numbers. "Ichi!", kiai, "Ni", kiai.....all I remember to this day of my second day is on one of the front kicks, I remember it was a right leg front kick, Kiai!!!! and out flies my underwear from the cuff of my gi bottoms. There they were in the middle of the Dojo, I thought I was going to die, I had forgotten my underwear were wrapped up in my gi and now my whities are in front of the entire class. I quickly ran up and grabbed them and tucked them inside my top behind my belt. The funny thing is no one ever, ever said anything about that.:idunno:
Lisa said:I will never forget my first day of training. I was nervous and didn't think, after watching my children's class, that it was going to be all that hard. I was very wrong, but I was very hooked at the end of it. I enjoyed learning the new kicks and how to properly fall. The school was not a real "serious" place so there was lots of smiling and lots of laughter.
How about you? What brought you there and what kept you?