Well, there's no zombies in this post, but I'm under 30 days until confirmation. When I start thinking about how far I've come I get electric feelings in my hands. I remember this from my old school when I was just starting to learn stuff. My feet felt like they were alive with lighting. It's a bit of a let down to know that it's a by product of adrenaline bursts, but when it happens I feel like Iron Fist for a second.
I went to class with a lot of dread assuming I'd be teaching the girls all class again. I went really early so Mark and I could practice as much as we could and we got a solid half hour of work in. I ended up leading the warmups and gritted my teeth when class assignments were handed out. Low and behold Mark and I were told do the Nifanshi Shodan Oyo!! I've never been so happy to do repetitive work. We literally did the same thing for the whole hour. Reed would come up every couple of minutes and correct some portion that needed some love.
At one point Mark was lamenting how frustrated he was on such a small kata and why was it taking so much effort to clean up. I pointed out that within a half hour we'd cleaned up 80% of our errors with no problem. Honestly, I was feeling the same, but I noticed that we could fix almost everything within one session. That in itself was tremendous. To compare, it's taken us a year to learn the basics, relearn the basics and continuously refine. A half hour is awesome.
After class was more of the same with even more refinement. Hopefully Mark and I can get together this weekend and get a little practice in, but organizing our schedules is going to be a nightmare.