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I talked with the PT today and I'm off Beatings for two weeks. The most acute portion of the injury is over, but he wants a two full weeks to let it heal as much as possible before I start jerking around and getting thrown. Sigh.

Back out

I threw my back out this weekend. It's going to be a week or so until I get back into the swing of things. Ironically I've been doing my exercises regularly to keep my back in shape. I just pulled a coffee table a few inches and there it went.

Update - Went to the PT last night and it looks like it's the L5. A new set of exercises and waiting for the acute episode to cool down before I can get back to beatings. What a drag.

A steaming cup of hubris

I got a flashing insight, as I often do, in the midst of a choke hold. I got too close in Rondori last night and Beard moved in quick with a choke hold. I tried to angle my body to punch Beard in the crotch, but he was too quick to my game and wretched down on my neck leading to a complete set of crunching noises in my ears.

It was then I understood that I had learned something important. As soon as I could move my neck in what might be considered a reasonable manner I realized that I had gotten to the point where my responses are great; almost at a ganglionic level, but planning for the attack shouldn't be at that level because I get sucked into traps easily. At the end of two hours I was just realizing this when they called yame.

I know that Rondori is slow sparring to allow for better use of technique and to work on balance and so forth, but for a few of us it becomes sparring right away. Put Beard and I together and we immediately descend into a grabby, unskilled gutter fight. I love it.

On Flem

I figured I'd give MA a chance last night. Fighting the tail end of this bout of flu leaves me with little energy. However the class went fast and I ended up leaving at half time after almost losing control of a big glob of mucous. I think I should be good to go next week.

Ironically Nut came back last night. No problems though. Tall guy got partnered with me for height related round house kicks and grabs. I think he bruised my boobie. No matter how I felt during the class I was shaking by the time I got home. Maybe I pushed it too much...

Interlude

I'm fighting the flu at the moment, but I thought I'd put this up because although I'm not given to prayer this does seem divinely inspired. I was at the races and ran into Nutbag and he told me that he was going to have to miss MA for awhile. He got a job in the evenings that is at the same time as our classes.

This left me feeling odd. Because I naturally got frustrated with him in class I assumed I was working through a conflict and how to manage it appropriately. Now it's been taken away from me before I figured out the lesson. I'm complaining when he's there and now when he's not!