Got my brown belt a week ago so it’s time to retire my trusty old purple Ishi belt. You served me well and danced on many a back in the gauntlet.
We had morning BJJ today. Just sparring 3 minute rounds, which for me currently is really fun, since I’ve been feeling that I’m getting too much technique and not enough sparring lately.
In my second to last round my partner went for my legs from stand up, pulling an open guard. I went down with him thinking I’ll stack his legs and pass them. Well… I went down. I got his legs.
But slammed straight on his knee with my solar plexus, knocking the wind out of me.
Next time I’ll try to stack the legs out of the way as well.
And just when I wrote about being too tired to write about what happens at the gym I have probably one of the best trainings in the last year. :D
There we only three people in our submission wrestling class; me, my long time friend and a returnee white belt. So we ditched the technique part and just sparred the whole class through. It was just awesome. There was no excessive use of force and everyone was just rolling and trying out new things.
My fails yesterday came in the form of a reminder why you should do nogi / submission wrestling. When you do just BJJ you get too comfortable with using the gi as help to your technique. Then you’re just lost when you don’t have those. It took me a few rounds to remember how to do my techniques without gripping cloth…
As some of you may have noticed, I’ve been slacking with writing to this blog. For this I apologize. The simple reason has been that I haven’t had the energy to really concentrate on writing, I have simply been too busy.
What has kept me busy is a project called Epic North. I spent many hours of my free time (the same time I use for BJJ) composing, mixing and mastering on the three albums we have produced in the last 9 months. And the new double album is keeping me busy.
But don’t worry, I still go to the gym and fail. I have just been too tired to write about it. :)
This one is going start with a lenghty qoute from a story by CNN. I recommend you read the whole original article before you go on. It recounts the actions of a German fighter pilot in World War II:
“As Stigler’s fighter rose to meet the bomber, he decided to attack it from behind. He climbed behind the sputtering bomber, squinted into his gun sight and placed his hand on the trigger. He was about to fire when he hesitated. Stigler was baffled. No one in the bomber fired at him.
He looked closer at the tail gunner. He was still, his white fleece collar soaked with blood. Stigler craned his neck to examine the rest of the bomber. Its skin had been peeled away by shells, its guns knocked out. He could see men huddled inside the plane tending the wounds of other crewmen.
Then he nudged his plane alongside the bomber’s wings and locked eyes with the pilot whose eyes were wide with shock and horror.
Stigler pressed his hand over the rosary he kept in his flight jacket. He eased his index finger off the trigger. He couldn’t shoot. It would be murder.
Stigler wasn’t just motivated by vengeance that day. He also lived by a code. He could trace his family’s ancestry to knights in 16th century Europe. He had once studied to be a priest.
A German pilot who spared the enemy, though, risked death in Nazi Germany. If someone reported him, he would be executed.
Yet Stigler could also hear the voice of his commanding officer, who once told him:
You follow the rules of war for you — not your enemy. You fight by rules to keep your humanity.
With those words in mind I want to wish everyone a very peaceful Christmas. Take care of your humanity.