Just figured I ramble a bit about the things going on in my life. I noticed last night, while my son was in his karate class, which was just before mine, that it seems to come so easy to him. All the forms, the exercise, the stretches, it all comes so easy to him. Granted he's been doing it a lot longer than I have. I sat there, listening to my podcasts, watching him breeze through it all. He looks so smooth at his forms, even the new ones he is learning, and I am amazed. I look at myself as I do the ones I need to, and I am just the opposite. Everyone says I am doing well, but I was so out of shape before I started that I feel like I'll never get to the point when 25 crunches won't hurt. I think a lot of the anxiety is brought on by the fact that I am testing for my yellow belt on Saturday. Unlike the kids tests, I can fail this. I know the forms I need to, but the crunches and pushups, I'm worried to death. I don't want to make a fool out of myself either. I can see it now. I need to do 35 crunches and I can't do 20. "Sorry, Scott, you fail." What kind of example am I setting for my son. You know the purple belt that says, "Don't worry Dad, it is an easy test." Sure, and if I fail will you look up to me the way you do now? I guess that is really the question, isn't it. I don't want my son to realize that his dad can be a failure. I don't want to look bad in his eyes.