I got a rather odd comment this morning (or was it a compliment?). I was walking down the hall at church this morning wearing the above outfit. This friend turned to me and said, "Joanna, today you look particularly. . .tall."
Um. . .
Guys, this is NOT smooth. Don't say this. Especially with the pause. When in doubt, neutral comments are better not said. They are equal to negative comments. I felt bad for the guy though, so I took it like a statement of fact and went into the optical illusions of proportions and how different clothing choices make different body types look certain ways. It was actually only a 30 second schpeel, but just long enough to smooth the awkward comment into a mini conversation.
If you don't know what a neutral comment is, here is a crash course.
Negative: Those are weird shoes.
Neutral: You have new shoes.
Positive: Liking the shoes!
I'm not sure how this affects guys, but when you give a girl a neutral comment she will either seek clarification or put it in the negative pile. If you notice a girl's shoes and say "You have new shoes" she will do one of three things. (1) Try to find out what you actually think: "I do! What do you think?", (2) Become self-aware and think that you disapprove (actual reaction depends on the girl at this point), (3) be momentarily conflicted before distancing themselves from the issue and treating it like a fact. This includes an educational seminar like mine from earlier or straight contradiction of the statement.
So there you go, guys -- a little "intelligence for your life" as John Tesh would say. Go forth and be winsome.
I'm on the far left, and Emily is the blue belt in the center.
Well, we've hit the 8 month mark! I just had another double belt test last night and my Dad got some pictures, so I thought I'd share them and some side effects of my TKD journey so far. See, when you get to the higher colored belts you have to decide whether you're willing to work hard, or going to coast at your current level till you lose the excitement. I was fit and motivated enough to get to the higher belts (blue and up at our Dojang) without much effort. Now that I'm here though, it takes much physical exertion and exercise outside of class to improve. When you reach this stage, TKD becomes a big part of your life. So. . .
1. You polarize people. Inadvertently, you spend your spare moments and thoughts on some area of TKD. You want to talk about it all the time. Some people you will learn to keep a tight lip around so as not to drive them nuts. Others? Well, they happen to be your best friends and you convince them that martial arts is the best form of exercise out there or teach them how to break boards. Some of them start Taekwondo for themselves. :)
Helping kids tie belts is actually quite rewarding.
2. Faster reflexes (a.k.a. ninja skills, in the vernacular). Usually it is increased ability to swat and kill flies with your bare hands. Other times, it looks like realizing that kid number 2 is knocking over a heavy coat tree and catching it before it lands on kid number 3, all while not dropping the diaper bag, purse, or kid number 4. SO many tears avoided this evening. #babysittinglikeaboss
Hand combinations
3. Flexibility/stretching. All the time, everywhere. Even though I used to shake my head at those girls who always walk around in workout clothes or yoga pants, I've started to embrace the culture. I'm flexible enough now that "regular" pants don't allow me to stretch out my hips as far as they need. Wearing stretchy pants means I can get deep stretches without having to change my clothes. It's like keeping your instrument out of it's case. Half the battle of practicing music is getting the instrument and music out. If it's out, you will play. If you are wearing the appropriate pants, you will stretch.
This certainly isn't my best front kick, but it's the only one in a picture. :)
Taegeuk Yuk Jang
4. Pain = Conditioning. You know that whole "weakness leaving the body" saying? I've never understood it, but pain has definitely taken on a new sort of sensation. Scrape my hand? Conditioning. Stub my toe? Conditioning. Bonk my head? Conditioning. Crazy out of breath from Ultimate Frisbee? Conditioning. At least I don't complain much anymore. ;)
That hair flip, though.
Board breaking is addicting.
5. Laundry. I already mentioned the yoga pants, but it goes farther. Sports bras, Doboks, tank tops -- all manner of athletic wear makes up probably 50% of my load every week (and most of it is air-dry only!). Dobok pants (let's be honest, the whole uniform) are not flattering, but my new uniform is a little better, and the more you use it,(sweat in it and wash it -- *cough*) the more comfortable it gets.
6. Your definition of "Feeling good" changes. I still love a book, a blanket, cider, and a fireplace, but it's not what I run to when I'm feeling down anymore. Exhausted, mentally spent, in pain because of aunt flow? Go to the gym. Things worth having take effort and hard work. I realized after a particularly lousy personal performance last week that I was going to have to focus and work hard to grow. I realized simultaneously that my spiritual life was in the same state as my body. I was trying to coast by on past achievements and relax. I felt like I had "arrived" (at who knows what), but in reality I had a bad attitude. My walk with Jesus Christ is only as good as I want it to be, and it takes effort on my part to stay engaged. Hard work and struggle leads to growth, and that makes it the best feeling in the world.
This article, "Why my support for abortion was based on love...and lies" is and excellent look at the reality. Jennifer tells her story with love and logic, not judgement or hate. It is a good read for anyone, but especially for those who are still on the fence about abortion, even after the videos exposing Planned Parenthood's lies.
This video is an excellent on why gun control is so wrong:
You may remember this post from 5 months ago about my beginning in martial arts. I was so new, nervous, and excited. Could I really do this? Will this make me a more aggressive person? Will this change the way people see me? How far do I want to go with this? Since then the nerves have turned into drive and the excitement into fascination.
-I CAN do this. It's hard, but I can do it.
-TKD doesn't make me more aggressive than I was, but it gives me an outlet to be straight up aggressive instead of always passive aggressive. ;)
-Yes, it does change the way people see me (but only if they know). It changes the way I see other people too. My parents are proud of me and rarely fail to list TKD when they spout my list of achievements. Embarrassing? Yes. Normal? So much yes. I love having parents who are proud of me, even if it is a little uncomfortable. Emmy and I have been referred to as "resident weapons" at our church. My pseudobros (guys being discipled by my family) give me an even wider berth as a half serious joke. I make them hold boards I break just to remind them of what I can do every once in a while. Haha! This is why Mom says I have no boyfriend. Maybe it's true. #noregrets
-As to how far I'm going, I should think that is obvious -- first dan black belt!! I have to get my black belt first, but then I have to keep working and perfecting to get my first dan stripe. That's when I will feel truly accomplished.
It's hard to believe that I've already tested twice (one of those a double test) and accomplished my first goal: getting a green belt by the end of the year. Not only that, but later this week I get to double test again! Blue and Brown belts, here I come!
Hopefully I'll get more photos, facts, and tips up in posts in the future.
