Scary vegetables

Woke up yesterday morning and my right ear hurt. One isolated place, and it felt like it was on fire. Ached, too. Of course, my mind immediately went to “Oh noes icky cauliflower ear!” and so of course that place felt swollen when I touched it. But I couldn’t see or feel any place that felt like it could be drained, so instead I hauled an ice pack to work and alternated it on & off in 20-minute intervals. All. day. long. I also practiced saying “aural hematoma” for when I called my doctor’s office.

Yes, everyone at work thinks I’m crazy.

I kept imagining that I could feel my ear filling up like someone blowing up a balloon, and so frantically checked it all day. Despite what I was certain I could feel, inspection of the area revealed no sprouting vegetables in my ear. (And then I started worrying that checking it too much — especially poking to see if it was filling up — might actually cause the very thing I was trying to prevent. Fail!)

By last night it had stopped hurting. And though there’s still a small place that might not have been there before class on Monday, there seems to be no signs of trauma to the ear. However, I slept on the other side just in case and barricaded myself there with pillows.

In three and a half years of BJJ, I haven’t had any cauliflower ear, and I intend to keep it that way. I have noticed that my ears have gotten overall thicker — and the right is thicker than the left, which I think is because most things happen on that side — and have had a few days where one or the other felt a little sore. I’ve had times where I’ve been certain (and horrified) that the movement that just occurred in a roll was going to give me cauliflower, but thankfully nothing came of those.

I’m still nervous about this one, though, because it hurt all day yesterday. So I’m gonna break out the Cliff Keen Twister headgear that I got from MMA Outlet quite a while back (for “just in case” scenarios) and give it a good run and maybe a review. πŸ˜›

Fundamentals Class, BJJ

When we got there tonight, there were a couple of guys installing a heater (?) in the building. Not really sure, but okay… Tim had to stay over with them, so he had Buddy lead the class.

Seriously, purple belts, you gotta learn how to lead the warmup properly, lol.

One roll as part of the warmup. “Nice and easy,” we’re told, of course, but I get the one guy in the room who doesn’t know what that means. Well, he pretends to know, and will be all limp and aimless until the moment he thinks he spies a submission or pass, and then he pounces and tries to rip things off. Elbows to face, too; not my favorite.

Drilling was armbar from mount. Same partner. More elbows to face. Seriously?


The heater guys had left, so Tim moved on to cleaning up the mess they’d left. Lots of dust on the mats, so he mopped one side while we drilled over on the other. Then mopped the other while we started rolling on the first.

Just rolling. With Big Jon, Guillaume, Buddy, Tyler. Then sat one round. Then Guillaume again.

Lol, since Big Jon’s been out for so long, I’ve gotten complacent about going to turtle. That is not something you do against Big Jon, and after he’d choked me quickly from there twice I finally remembered. Do not try to outwrestle the wrestler. Does not work.

I’ve been giving Buddy problems when he’s gotten to my back recently, by being sneaky about letting him think he’s got the right grips but really I’ve managed to make him have double-unders so that I can mitigate the choke attempts both with my arms and by bridging backwards and sliding around. I’ve been meaning to tell him for the last week or so, but always seem to forget while I’m in class. Tonight the same thing occurred; then between rounds and he asked what he was doing wrong, so I finally remembered to it point out. Now I’ll have to really defend my neck, though, as he’ll be fighting to get one arm over my arm.

Guillaume managed in the second roll to get my back up against one of the posts along the front of the mat. I knew we were close, but didn’t realize how close. When I started getting grips for a bow-and-arrow choke, he joked about being aware of your surroundings. Then when I went to finish, my back landed right by the pole. Could not get any more movement in that direction. What the–? He laughed at me and the look on my face, then said, “And now she kills me.” Didya know there’s a loop choke if you fall on your side toward their head (aka, the only direction I could go at that point)? Heh. πŸ˜›

So, seems I just can’t get myself to bed on time this week. I got myself off the video games early enough Monday night, but then stayed up until midnight reading (since I can read again, now that NaNoWriMo is over).

Then last night I decided to cook (good choice, because otherwise I would have had nothing to eat): made back ribs (inspired by this recipe on Mark’s Daily Apple and this recipe on Fit Daffy [also, I made the actual oxtail stew over the weekend]. But no tomatoes. I don’t know why, but I don’t like cooked tomatoes. And I had white wine and chicken broth instead of red and beef, but oh well. It still turned out really good.) and also these pumpkin-coconut-maple custard cups (pumpkin pie in a cup, omg! [literally, in my case, as I don’t have ramekins so used small coffee cups instead.] Though no coconut on top because I don’t like the texture. And had to bake closer to an hour.)

(In other news, the previous sentence should win an award for parenthesis use. πŸ˜‰ )

So I also settled down to reading last night since I could do that while everything cooked, and then after cleaning up there wasn’t enough time to do much else, but again stayed up reading until midnight.

*le sigh*

… … What I really need is a longer day. Or night.


As part of my home theater setup, I got a PS3 and Final Fantasy XIII. Ooo, pretty… Nightly blog posts will be taking a back seat for a while. πŸ˜‰

Fundamentals Class, BJJ

Three purples (Big Jon was back! Been out with grad school stuff.), two blues, and one white to start class. But no white belts left last night…

Warmup. Long time jogging. My hamstrings and glutes were feeling particularly well-engaged last night. That’s a good feeling. More warmup stuff, and they even stayed engaged during alligators. So nice… Circled up for more, and still feeling good.

Then partnered up for 5-minute armbar-from-mount blasts. For the first 4 minutes, I just worked on steadily moving and hitting things solidly. And I did, which was lovely. Feeling pretty good. Then the last minute was blasting them out as quickly as possible, and — even though I wanted to die with about 15s left — I still managed to do them fast and largely correctly. Feeling like I can take on the world right now.

Then my partner went. A nice guy, and he told me later he was actually trying to find ways to not hurt me, but that didn’t work out so good. His efforts actually resulted in most of his weight landing heavily on my lower ribs every single time. So every rep hurt a bit, for one, and, for another, was driving some air out of my lungs. But there was no time to stop and try to explain what the problem was, so I just toughed it out.

Only, by the time that was done, all the lovely warmup fuzzies had disappeared. I couldn’t breathe deeply enough for the rest of class, and my ribs couldn’t take much pressure at all.

Rolling next. With Buddy, Ratcliffe, and Tim. My ribs were still used as a trampoline. Not pleasant. Justin and Ed showed up for the last roll.


Drilled the Pedro Sauer Guard Break and pass. (Early Youtube searches seem to indicate that is the actual name. Huh.) Looks mostly like this:

Drilled with Ed and later Buddy, as Tim had us switching around to get a feel for this on different body types.

One more roll, with Ed. I almost completely swept him when he was standing once and was fairly ecstatic about that, as Ed has a wrestling background, which means very good base and very quick recovery when I try to sweep him. (Also, I swear he can hover.)

During the round, I saw Tim hanging around the edge of the mats acting funny and with a bulge under his jacket, so I kept an eye on him. He was fixated on one of the pairs on the far side, and I had a good guess as to what was coming. Sure enough, eventually he stepped in, pulled out a blue belt, and whipped Kaila. Yay!

Monday morning, December 5, 2011

Spent most of yesterday watching my new home theater system be installed. It’s my house-warming gift to myself πŸ˜‰ since I didn’t have to buy furniture. Still some stuff that will need to be done Tuesday night. So got to bed a bit late, as I stayed up playing with everything. Then Aubrey sent me a text at 2am to say she wasn’t coming to morning class (so she won’t be in to class until Wednesday. Right now she’s just going to train 1 day/week, since finals are starting this week and then she’s home on break for a month.).

Dragged myself up at 6am and off to class.

Three of us this morning: me, Andrew, and Rob. Started out with some round-robin rolling to warm up, two rounds through each.

Then drilling some butterfly stuff, since Andrew said we’d both seemed to be having trouble with that today. First sliding in to butterfly and then elevator sweep to mounted triangle. More drilling, with loop chokes and guillotines.

Drilled for a little more than half the class time. Rob also made a joke about wanting to drill “on a full-sized person”, which reminded Andrew of Kaila calling us “Two and Half Grapplers” on Friday. (I tried to get a better idea of how big small I am on Saturday by making a “sweat angel” on the mats after rolling since I was sopping. [Yes, I am weird like that. Why do you ask?] And much smaller than I was expecting. Like way, way, way smaller. So I had to try again, this time trying to melt on to the mat as much as possible to make a bigger imprint. And yeah, no. Very little change. … … But I don’t feel so small….)

Then went back round-robin rolling to finish up. One round through.

Not enough sleep. I can feel it. Thinking so slow today. Ugh.

A. B. C.

Went to see Dr. Tom last night. Told them that my left shoulder was acting up again, so we put the ultrasound on that shoulder and then Tom concentrated on that area. At one point, he warned, “This is going to hurt.” And then he pressed on a spot in my shoulder and my whole body lit up. That hurt! But it felt better once he’d loosened it some.

Then I meant to go home and either clean the house or work on my NaNo — figuring that either would be a good procrastination of the other — but instead I watched Holmes on Homes and then football while surfing Amazon for free Kindle books. *le sigh*

November Homework

Pre-class food & drink:

  • 6 oz water
  • coffee + 1 tbsp heavy cream
  • 1/2 cup unsweetened apple sauce

During class notes:

  • Quads had no energy, and no other leg muscles would fire well. After warmup, though, class was all drilling. Did forget about the apple sauce and eat it right before running out the door. Was worried about having anything on my stomach, but did not have a problem with queasiness, as I expected.

Morning Class, BJJ

Me, Ray, and Andrew this morning. Started with a little warmup, which my legs did not appreciate and were reluctant to participate in. Then in to drilling for the rest of class.

Our team has a motto: A. B. C.: Always Be Choking. And that was the theme of today’s drilling. Loop chokes from everywhere. I’m a little fuzzy on them right now, probably because there were so many little variations, or, more correctly, “this same choke is everywhere.”


As of this morning: 5,450 / 50,000
Slightly ahead of pace. Good.

Monday night, October 31, 2011

I bought a couple bags of candy for Halloween. Then my brother sheepishly told me that he’d eaten all the good candy out of one bag, leaving only Whoppers behind. Blech. So I bought one more bag. And then at some point today, I realized that I wouldn’t even be home when the neighborhood kids were trick-or-treating, because I would be in class. Oh, right… So I left work a few minutes early, drove home, set the bucket of candy on the front porch, and taped a note to the front door: “Sorry: we’re not home. Please treat yourself.” When I got home, the bucket was empty. Even the Whoppers were gone. No way of knowing if kids took a fair share or if a few greedy kids took the whole thing.

Homework Assignment, November

Another homework assignment from Kintanon, this one for the entire month of November: record what you eat before class and how the class went. This comes at a perfect time, as I’ve been meaning to start a food journal again and just needed a kick in the pants to start. I’ll be recording everything over on my SparkPeople account (bjjgrrl, obviously πŸ˜‰ ), but only posting pre-class food here.

Fundamentals Class, BJJ

Small class, so we went straight to drilling.

Drilled a mount escape and then later a transition/sweep if they post. Drilled with Andrew and Eamon (?), a new white belt who has trained before. (Biggest guy in the room, too. Why do I always end up training with the big guys?)

Open Mat

Instead of class tonight, we just had Open Mat even though Justin was there, since they figured there would be a small turnout because of Halloween. (Tim left to take his kids trick-or-treating.) Only a couple extra people had shown up by then. Started rolling with Eamon. Then with Adam. I’m notice I’m starting to attack more when I roll, even with new guys and bigger guys, and not just play safe and defensive. I’m still in a lot of crappy positions that sometimes take forever to work out of, but when I have a chance, I seem to be taking them more. And I did work on my hooks in both rounds and found that, yes, I do square back up; I also tend to get distracted and let the knee start tracking inside, which leads to squishing and passing.

After class, because I didn’t want to go home and actually hand out candy, I went shopping for awesome knee socks. πŸ™‚

(Although, there were still kids — and parents in cars — prowling my neighborhood when I got back, so I left the sign & empty bowl on the porch and have tried not to turn on many lights. It’s after 9pm now, so hopefully they’ve all headed home.)

More for November

Tomorrow is November 1 and also the start of National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). I did it a few years ago (and finished) and have gotten the crazy notion to do it again this year. So one more thing for me to keep track of in November.