I had my lesson plan ready, had my stopwatch. Had the worst case of the butterflies, but thinking, it’s okay, I got this, I’m ready. And then 6:00pm came. Then 6:05 came. And… there were no kids. What?! None. Zero, zip, zilch. Where did they all go? I dunno! You’d think at least one would show up, but, no. Perry is out of town this week, so maybe they were all confused about whether or not they had a class.
Thus ended my first class. Oh well, at least I hopefully got out most of the butterflies.
So stripped off my gi and waited for my class. We had a small group tonight, too. I know VT is moving back in this week, and Radford comes back next week, so we should start having more people in class.
Rolling. With Yoshi. He was being all sneaky slow and technical, when usually he’s fast and technical. Kept catching me off guard — usually I try to anticipate where he’ll leap to next, and so set up my hips to follow; tonight he was smashing my knees down and trying to work a tight pressure pass. I did get a lot of work on reacting when my knees were getting pushed together, lol. I dunno how long the roll was, but I remember thinking that I was getting tired.
Second roll with Justin, and he put me through my paces, with particular emphasis on keeping my base (I’m so awful at this — you’d think being short and having a low center of gravity would help, but no, I topple easily) and cutting my knee through more quickly. Much fail on both, though I was trying. He gave me space and time to react; much “Which way you go?”
Toward the end of the round, my quads starting burning something awful and I could hardly lift my legs. Dunno what that’s about. Then we stopped, and I realized we’d been rolling for 25 minutes total. I can usually go longer without a problem. Who knows? Weird body, meh.
Drilling was a side control escape to front headlock control. Worked in with Yoshi and New Adam.
Rolling again, and I snagged Scott. Lots of knees being mashed together again, though he backs it up with a lot more pressure, so really hard to get out of if I miss the first moment. I tried the technique of the night, but didn’t get my framing so good before trying, and he smashed me flat halfway through my spin. Doh.
Final round, everyone ran away from Justin again, so I got a second round. (Yay!) He let me play on top a lot more this round and even juggled me up there a time or two to let me practice floating (I still have to have both hands on the mat, though). Base was still an issue, though. At the end, he pretzled me through at least 3 omoplatas and several armlocks until finally ending by sitting on me off an omoplata and armlocking me. Or something. We both laughed at it, because it was rather nuts.
Some of the guys stuck around for APC. I sat and watched; I don’t think I’m ready to start back on that yet. Maybe next week, or maybe in September. I have several lingering injured places, particularly the middle of my back, and would kind of like them to get better…
Brandon has been training for a fight in September. He got word today that his fighter backed out, and there’s no replacement.
I heard from Will this morning. The ER concluded nothing last night except that it might not be his ACL. I think he still has to go see a specialist and get an MRI.
Oh, I forgot last night: when someone ran to find ice for him, the only thing they could find in the academy freezer was a package of chicken. !!! So that was what we put on his knee. (We could’ve had a cookout afterwards, lol.)