A thought occurred to me last night during training; a thought that made me both happy and a little sad. I realized that, if all goes well this weekend, last night was my last training as a shodan. I will be testing for nidan this weekend at the PNKF shinsa. I feel ready for it, and everyone else says that I'm ready. I just need to relax and not be nervous, and let my body do what it's been trained to do. I'm glad to have this opportunity, though. Sometimes I feel like it's too soon since I've only been training for just under four years. In fact, it will be four years in May. I feel like I've accomplished a lot in such a short time, but compared to this entire journey that I've set myself on it's only a drop in the bucket. I definitely have my dojo, and the members, to thank for getting me where I am right now. They all push me hard, right to the limit, but they also encourage me and will be the first ones to lend me a helping hand or encou
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