Sunday, 17 March 2013

Moving on from that last blog. I won't delet it because it will remind me that I can get through stupid hissy fits, so stop having stupid hissy fits. Ugh.

Anyway.

On Thurs we were taught by Master J, a 2004 world champ who trains with us. His teaching methods aren't widely received, people aren't a fan of how he trains I guess. I enjoy his lessons. He had us working on movement, how to step around people and take their openings, since no one expects you to go for an opening when you're moving OUT of the way. Along with this we did some sparring all at the same time in a line. We also did some sparring in front of the class, Master J choosing who faced who.

When doing line sparring, I didn't do too badly. One of the guys I faced was a blue belt, P. He tends to go heavy and loves his spinning kicks. Boy does he love his spinning kicks. I didn't do overly badly, but often I am cowed by the lack of space, bumping into other sparring partners.

In chosen partners I did better, but that's because my opponents were C, my white belt (she should be yellow by now ffs, grade you silly woman!) friend, and a tiny green belt who has beautiful kicks but absolutely no power. They were easy fights, even for me.

At the end of the class, I asked for some sparring advice from Master J. He told me I needed to work on evading every hit in a match. Which is what I began to practice in today's squad. I only fought one person, my brother of equal grade, and was told I appeared to be a "calculating fighter". I lost the fight on points, 5-2, but had good range and picked my shots.

I would be as stupid as I feel if I gave up the method right now since it didn't work for one match. It helped me fair against him better, and I simply need to work at it. It's all about practice and all that!

I've been taking progress photos of my body since the start of this year. I've made progress, but not 3 months worth of progress. I need to cut harder and work harder and stop being so damn weak all the time. If you want to achieve stuff, actually fucking do it, you whiney little fucker. I am hard on myself every so often, in case you couldn't tell. But the point is to work harder, get stronger, until you're at the point you strove to hard to get to. THEN you can relax a bit and take some time out.

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