Took a brain break at work yesterday and read through a past edition of the Harvard Business Review called “The Failure Issue.” The whole magazine was devoted to talking about failure, about learning from it, experiencing it, bouncing back from it, and more. Sure, it was mostly applied to business, but as everyone who does BJJ knows, jiu-jitsu is life. 😉
Things that I picked out: we’re too quick to condemn failure as “bad” even when we know we’re supposed to be learning from it, that the lessons we extract are usually about how not to fail at all the next time. When really we need to be seeing failure not as a bad thing, but as an acceptable (sure, not desirable) outcome. What did fail vs. what did actually succeed. Conversely, when something does succeed, is it an unqualified success or was it really a near-miss with a fair bit of luck? (If we don’t recognize that our success was actually a failure that just didn’t fail this time, then next time our success might fail, and then we’ll be stumped.) That we should see failure as local, as only related to this one thing, and not an inherent part of ourselves. (Heh. Hello, me.)
Fundamentals Class, BJJ
Small class. Warmup, then partnered up for 3-minute rounds of bump sweep. Worked with Bobby and Rob. Then 3-minute rounds of bump sweep followed by partner doing the scrape mount escape to half guard. Then 3-minute rounds of bump sweep with partner doing mount escape to half guard + Old School. (Hm, I seem to have missed something somehow. Well, at one point, different pairs were doing slightly different things, and there was an odd number so someone was sitting out. Sometimes me. All sorts of confused.) Finished off with armbars from the guard. My hips suddenly decided they were tired. Um, that’s bad.
Five of us tonight, so Tim had us do round-robin sparring all night, 2-minute rounds. Will went first; I started with him. That also left me as the last one in at the end. Rob, Will, Buddy, and Jon.
If nothing else, all the thoughts from the articles earlier helped me relax. I wasn’t anxious when I screwed up; I seemed quicker to move past mistakes and start moving to the next thing. So that’s something.