A little background: I'm a 3rd Degree Black Belt in ITF Taekwon-Do, I've been involved in TKD since 1997, and up until my injury I was also an instructor at the TKD school I attended.
Its amazing how small things can hurt you pretty deeply sometimes. This morning I'm cruising Facebook to discover that this weekend there had been Black Belt testing at my Taekwon-Do school. Boy that hurt, to find out via social media that such an important event had gone on. That some of my classmates and also students were celebrating such a big milestone in their Taekwon-Do journey.
It seems silly but a couple of hours later I'm still really hurt, that I didn't warrant an FYI, a heads up, or an e-mail that testing was going on... I would of liked to have been there.
Teaching at our annual outdoor training day
I think what makes this hurt stronger is that back in February I received a call from my Sabum, the owner of the school. He wasn't calling to see how I was doing. Nope, I help manage the school's Facebook page and he had a few concerns about the look and moderating membership. At the end of the conversation he asked me "Have you forgotten how to put on a dobok?" This whole phone conversation bothered me a little, that there was no contact in over three months, only when something was needed. That after months all you can do is ask me if I've forgotten how to put my uniform on?!!
So with that phone call and now finding out through Facebook that I missed an important event really hurt my feelings. Its also solidifying the fact that I don't want to go back... yet. Now that my foot seems to be doing okay (I'm testing it in slow measures, and TKD can be really hard on your feet), my first goals are to start running and to get those extra pounds back off, then go back to TKD.