This happened some years back, so if you know me (hopefully you don't) you might understand why i have turned out how i have.
I had been going with my dad and sister to judo for a number of weeks, i was only young so i wanted to watch and see what it was before i got involved. It all seemed fairly cool, nobody got seriously hurt, but you learn how to kick some ass. So, once i was comfortable with the idea of this material art malarky i got the trousers, jacket and belt.
On route to my first real judo session I was feeling slightly nervous but ready to learn some double hard ass kicking throws and stuff. I jumped out of the car,but ready to get involved, helped set up the mats and then it happened....
...i had never felt so embarrassed when i ran from the other site of the hall, across the mats towards EVERYONE else and my judo trousers fell to the floor.
Obviously everyone giggled, but looking back it wasn't in a nasty way, just to a 6 year old i didn't understand that.
So, I didn't actually get involved that night, i sat quietly on the side and didn't talk to anyone.