Been a while since I last wrote anything here. Been super busy all autumn, but decided to write something for xmas. These are things I’ve learned lately in dealing with my almost 9 month old daughter. Sometimes a parent can benefit from BJJ…
It teaches you patience
You can’t leap forward with anything, you will get frustrated a lot and you just have to churn the same thing over and over again.
You sometimes have to do things you don’t really like
Whether it’s tapping to the same same damn submission for the 100th time or washing poo away from a kids behind you just have do things you might not really like.
It teaches you how to handle people who are trying to squirm their way out of your grips
Yeah, kids squirm when you try to clean them or make them sleep. Or feed them. Or change their clothes. Once they get moving you can’t hold them in place.
The closed guard is a super fun way to play with a little kid
Put a kid in you closed guard and swoop away around the floor. At least my kid laughs at this fun. Also open guard passing is a fun tickling game.
Repetition is crucial
Changed the diaper two hours ago? Well, repeat that. Oh, done it already four times? Well, do it again. Always do every game twice, at least.
The body triangle is an essential tool when dressing a kid
Nothing holds a kid in place better than a body triangle when you’re trying to put on clothes and the kid doesn’t want to participate in that thing.
Merry Xmas everyone!
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.
We were doing stand up sparring in my class the other day. I always have some stand up sparring in my class.
The game was just for the takedown. I was sparring with one of our MMA enthusiasts who is a lot smaller than me, so I was trying to do with just the technique. I got him to lean forward and threw my weight under him to get a throw on him.
And smacked my shin real nicely on his shin.
Needless to say I did not get the takedown.
Ever really paid attention to what you hear at the gym? I’m not talking about the normal banter of your everyday class. I’m talking about the other crazy stuff you might hear. Here’s a couple things heard in our gyms…
The first one I was involved with. Now I’ll have to set this up a little, so it doesn’t sound sooooo bad. It was class where we learned a combination of half guard passes that require you to change you position quite a bit. And on top of that I did most of my sparring with guys who I’ve been training for quite a while so there’s naturally an element of humor in everything. So that’s the set up… Now I managed to successfully do the whole sequence in sparring but the guys from the side line commented that it sounded kinda rapey (the exact Finnish version was “Kuulosti vahvasti väkisinmakaamiselta”)…
The second one also involves me (hey, what can I say, I’m not very quiet in the gym…). This is a frequent comment from me when ever I do something really agile and limber (not).
Like a gazelle!
Sorry for the bad humor.
The third one involves our Portuguese Man-o-war and our black belt teacher. During their sparring last time our teacher kept doing zombie noises through out the whole sparring…
So what does your gym sound like?
Speaking of forgetting things, the situation I described in the previous post isn’t the first time my mind has blacked out. Probably the biggest such incident happened during my purple belt exam.
I was asked do a sequence of open guard passes (a pass which the guy defends then a counter pass). I stood there staring down at my friend.
And nothing what so frigging ever came to my mind.
The only thing popping in my head was that I can’t pass my friends legs. I don’t know how. I’ve never passed any ones open guard (which of course I had done). I just stood there for a while and then had to admit that I’m drawing a blank.
Yeah, guess my memory isn’t that good at times…