goshin jitsu

I am ashamed to say I sandbagged a little at my first day back to goshin jitsu. I could have put a lot more into the conditioning rounds, but my body was feeling whiny so I slacked off. I want to say it was because I wasn't quite sure what would be in the next round or how many rounds there would be, but I would be putting a pretty face on the plain old lazy reality.

Still, I was glad to be there and I'm definitely going back. It's a good workout and I learn a lot about stand-up fighting, which is a weak spot for me. Goals for next time:

1. Tire myself out. Leave it all on the mat.
2. Think about posture a lot. Weight off my heels, no slouching, etc.
3. Punches with good form.

Today's jiujitsu day. Rokk!

Re-BJJuvenation

I went to two BJJ-related seminars in the past month, and they have kick-started my motivation to do lots of BJJ. The problem is that I am supposed to be working on my thesis, so I can't actually train as much as I would like to. There's also the chance that once I get done with the thesis-writing, my motivation will evaporate.

But! The thesis will be substantially finished today, if all goes well. And it'll be really really complete by Monday (after I build and measure the antenna I'm tweaking). The sooner I do this stuff, the sooner I can start kickin' ass.

I had an ass-kicking-related dream last night, too. I was at a conference or tournament (I'm not sure which) and a guy I didn't know kept trying to grab various parts of me. Wrist, chest, arm, head, whatever. And I kept beating him up. That's actually pretty unusual for me, because normally I fail at dream-fighting. For some reason it worked this time. I was really vicious, too. The guy would grab me, I would choke him out or punch him (there was one time I kneed him in the head), he'd quit, and I'd walk away. Then he'd turn up again. I should be tired from a night that active, but I feel pretty ok.

to the gun show

I'm in Boston right now, at the end of an apartment-hunting trip for my new job. I've been staying with A., who took me with her to a very nice gym. It was only for women! It was pretty and clean! It had all kinds of classes and things that you can go to, but which I probably would not have time for.

What we did was better than classes, anyway. After running for a half hour, we lifted weights! It is so much better to do that with a buddy. Weight lifting is boring, except that afterward you have more muscles. I would like to have those. And y'know, I'm glad there were only women there, because I was a lot more comfortable not knowing what I was doing without the stereotypical Gym Guys of my university hanging around. And now I know what I am doing, so I can go back to school and not feel weird.