Tomorrow we have a tournament. I just finished ironing uniforms and my heart is starting to clip along at a pretty good pace. It always does, even when I'm not competing, just judging Lexie is though and I'm hopeful her form will get it done.
Lex and I are both 2nd degrees but at 14 she is on the rise and I'm working hard to maintain. I love going to tournaments with her because she's pretty, her forms are powerful and flashy so folks like to watch them but she's the pretty high-rank girl that stops to help yellow belts fix their uniform. She tells first-time tournament moms that things will be ok then shows them where the bathroom is and how to fix a belt. She's the teenager who approaches the masters and grand masters, is very respectful but at the same time playful and chatty. She loves Taekwondo, she grew up here, and she wants everyone else to have fun tooI stand back from my daughter at tournaments as she works the crowd and gets ready to compete because I just want to watch her in her element. There are days her work before and after she competes is more beautiful and rewarding than her form or sparring. She's that girl and she's mine.
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