Weight: 244.5
Off to a Saturday session of jujitsu today for the first time this year. Great to be back in that routine. After some of the most appallingly stupid meetings and teleconferences I was in at work this week it's especially good to find this form of release. I can think of a few hours of my life I'll never get back and that I swear made me dumber. The Santa Ana winds kicked up around 60 and damn near blew my aging Camry off the road both to and from the dojo.
I got paired up with the OCD green belt and we were supervised by a 2nd degree black belt while we worked on chokes. The black belt has matured in the last few years because he used to fuck with me an put the hurt on when he could sneak it in. This ended a few years back when after he tweaked my elbow hard enough in an arm bar I hauled it backward in a one-arm row that dragged him right along with it. He then got some lateral side hip thrust that flung him into the wall hard enough to put a 2' x 2' dent in it. He quit his BS then and Master Bellman made a point of keeping us on opposite ends of the mat until recently. But he taught some good points. Of course the green belt when into an analytical mobius loop that we had to keep pulling him out of to get anything done. A couple good takeaways were to use the tips of the fingers to dig in to the trachea on a bear claw choke rather than the finger pads. Better penetration to the windpipe with slightly more angled fingers. We did the rice bale and I thought I was going to get killed by the green belt. He somehow managed to turn me in mid air and land me at a 90 degree angle to my frontal approach attack. My neck is still very sore and my head feels like it was used as a conga drum.