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What a way to begin the week! I’ll start with the bottom line up front: tonight’s training was awesome.
Now that that’s out of the way, I can tell you how I really feel: tonight’s training was utterly exhausting!
And in my exhausted state, as I sat under a super hot shower to get the evening’s grime off of me, I had a brilliant thought. I need to modify my shower so I can keep a beer in the shower with me, but keep it cold. A “cold cubby” if you will. A recessed shelf that’s big enough to fit a Lager or IPA, but features a wall of cold air separating it and the shower’s steam. That’s my gift to society tonight – some engineering nerd should feel free to patent and market the Shower Cold Cubby. I’m happy to test your prototypes.
Krav Maga was awesome. We had 48 students tonight, so the place was packed. This, I don’t mind. One of the tenets of Krav Maga is to remain aware of your surroundings. What better training is there than practicing your techniques amidst a washing machine of elbows, knees, and feet? Phil and Chasity did great – good basics of striking, excellent ‘front choke with a push’, and everybody stayed safe. The place was hot and steamy, and the hour passed before I knew it.
Side note: Our Level II test is coming up, and I’ve been training barefoot pretty much the entire time. Since we must test with wrestling shoes, Kevin and I need to take a trip to the local sports store to get some. I’d like to have a few classes wearing shoes, rather than going right into the test with new gear. Hopefully, that will be on tomorrow night’s agenda.
On to BJJ. Tonight was a grinder for me, plain and simple. Since my body was still a little worn out from last week’s ‘near-cold’, I’m not sure I am 100%. Of course, I didn’t eat enough today. Yogurt and granola for breakfast, a salad w/ grilled chicken and a cup of fruit for lunch, and a toasted bagel w/ peanut butter before class. Maybe 2 gallons of coffee mixed in there. Not enough to sustain me for 2.5 hours at 6’5″, 235. Lesson learned.
Would you listen to me? I sound like the UFC fighters who get their ass handed to them, then start the blame game during the ringside interview “Well, you see, I had stomach flu 2 weeks ago, and I broke my finger at the start of training camp. My dog died, and I ate some really bad calamari the other night. I watched the Notebook, and it really made me sad….and to top it off, my girlfriend doesn’t like my WordPress Blog. So I wasn’t 100% for tonight.”
I really hate when they make excuses. Just say, “That guy beat the snot out of me tonight, as you can see from my swollen face. I need to rest my broken spleen, and get back to training soon. Thank you (insert city) for being such a great crowd!”
So no excuses. The guys I rolled with tonight just wore me out. Ahmad, Kevin, and two guys who (I’m very sorry) I can’t remember their names right now. Anyway, the young guns are strong. The old guys were worn out. So tonight, I’ll score: Young Guns – 1, Old Guys – 0.
That’s ok. At least I don’t get carded when I order a beer at a bar/restaurant. (Take THAT, youth and vigor!)
The real score: Fantastic training all around. Awesome instructors (Prof. Ivan, Phil, Chasity). Great camaraderie and sportsmanship. Calories burned (TONS of calories burned). Ego in check. One ice-cold Sam Adams enjoyed (post shower, due to lack of Shower Cold Cubby)…along with approximately 4,350 mg of ibuprofen.
That’s what being on the mats is all about.
Take care of one another! Cheers.
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