When I was just starting out, one night in class a side kick was taught. Try as I might, I just couldn’t get the hang of it. It is not the most difficult kick, but for some reason, it was for me. I practiced in class. I practiced after class. By the time I got home, I was really frustrated.
When I arrived home, my mom could see the frustration on my face. Rather than ask me what was wrong, she asked how class was. I told her it was really good and we learned a lot of techniques, but that I just couldn’t do one of the techniques I learned. I explained in great detail (as any teenager would) my frustration over not being able to do this particular kick. My mom told me to stop and take a breath. Then she told me to close my eyes and visualize a perfect side kick. She then told me to open my eyes and show her a side kick. To my amazement, I preformed a beautiful side kick. I was so surprised, I had to do it again. Every kick after was as beautiful as the first. My mom just looked at me and smiled.
Confidence is belief in oneself and one’s abilities. I learned not only a side kick; I learned to believe in myself and my abilities.