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Injuries Suck

About a month ago, I was on top of my game.  I was in great shape (see above), I was down to my competition weight, and I was looking forward to gearing up for the South Bay and American Nationals tournies.  Then I done messed up my knee, and it has taken a long time to heal.  I vowed to keep training as much as possible, skipping out of rolling, but staying active.  That went out the window when all hell broke loose at work, and now I'm chubby, my timing is off, and I'm lacking in cardio/warrior spirit.  I went from wearing a six pack to drinking a six pack, and I feel great shame.

My knee is getting better, and today Captain Cave Man, one of our black belt instructors, after thrashing me for seven minutes, encouraged me to look on the bright side, and focus on my bottom side control and mount as I'm going to spending a lot of time there for the next few weeks.  He's right, of course.

It was a good class.  The Captain taught a single leg takedown and Single Leg Defense.