The past weekend we ventured down the road to Little Rock, Arkansas to the ATA World Taekwando Championship. Our son Jack was competing in his first tournament so we made a weekend of it. My mom was gracious enough to watch the twins, which made the weekend a little easier. If we had to push the double stroller through those narrow crowd filled isles at the tournament I'm afraid to everyone's chi might have been tested.
We stayed in the River Market area which worked perfect and was so fun and relaxing. We walked everywhere, took a trolley ride, saw some sites, visited some shops, visited friends, went to the tournament and yes, Jack went swimming at the hotel about 100 times. Other than the tournament I think swimming was his favorite thing - kids are funny.
I'm going to tell on my brother. When he was little he wrestled. I'm not going to lie, it is not my favorite sport and it could very well be because my little brother made it traumatic for me. (Notice how it's all about me) He was little, I have no idea what age but he was probably around 6 or 7 I am guessing. They'd call his name at the tournament and he'd cry. He didn't want to get on the mat and wrestle. Honestly, I can't blame him a bit. I'd watch my parents try to console his fears or highly recommend he go out there and try it. It was 9 out of 10 times to no avail. So, when Jack was going to this tournament those flashbacks entered my mind.
The night before his big competition as a "Tiny Tiger" I asked Jack if he was excited. He actually used this word - he said he was frightened. I encouraged him and knew how nervous he must be. The next day, he didn't say much, didn't eat much, but practiced and got out there and did his forms. We were so proud and he did great. See below.... yep, and he received 2 trophies!
I think I can stop watching those Dr. Phil episodes now, the traumatic years of watching my brother wrestle are now behind me - no more therapy needed. I am totally kidding - I don't watch Dr. Phil but it could save me on devouring tubs of ice cream because of anxiety - you are dead to me Blue Bell ice cream... do you hear me. Don't rear your tasty, sweet little head in my freezer any more. ;)
Jack brought home 2 nice trophies and I brought home this...
Certain things make me happy and going through art galleries is one of them. I picked up this little beauty at a gallery at the River Market. I had been looking for a little something with fruit for my kitchen and when I saw this I knew it would be perfect. I bonded with it and brought it home. It is by an Arkansas artist and I adore it. It makes me smile. It brightens my day.
That was my weekend of art in the Rock, not only visiting galleries and seeing amazing art but watching the art of taekwondo. I tell you, those athletes are amazing! If you haven't been to a tournament you should go. You would enjoy it the extreme competition was so exciting and the team competition on the inauguration night makes you channel you inner jackie chan. And even though you watch those competitors do those extreme moves and you get in the groove and are feeling really cool - don't try to replicate them, especially if someone is video taping you... it will be a big let down when you think you "nailed" that move only to see the "reality" of it all - your kicks and punches just look like your a crazy person swatting flies. Let the pro's handle it or sign up for lessons...
We loved the weekend in the Rock and can't wait to go back!