For a long time, I’ve wanted to do a relay run. Never had the ability to organize enough people to make it work.
Until a friend of a friend had an opening on their RAGNAR Great River team. So…now I’m going to do it. 200 miles, 36 legs, 12 people. And two months to get ready for it. Legs are 5-8 miles each, with a couple of 3-4 mile ones, and one 9 mile one.
I ran on Sunday, just a couple of miles to gauge where I’m at. I felt okay for the run. I didn’t help myself any by marching in the PRIDE parade later that day, I was pretty sore on Monday. Ran the same route this morning, and I feel okay.
Time to up the millage and try to get some semblance of a routine going.
Open mat, grande style again. Big class.
We split into blue/white and purple/brown/black again, but ran the improve you position chipper instead. We had 8 or 9 pairs in, and still had 15 guys out at a time.
It was a grind. The bigger and better guys naturally stayed in, and as an added bonus, all the rest of us came in into poor positions. So, yeah, it was a grind.
58 people on the mat. A steamy morning. We divided into two groups,
white/blues, and purple/brown/black. Then each group split into two.
And then we played close guard against the other half of your group.
30 minutes of starting on top, 30 minutes on the bottom. We did 3
mins in, 3 out to make enough room.
I had Wade, Ginger Alex, Phil, Long, Cheng, and Brady, twice each. I
didn’t do so great on top. On bottom, I did better, but still
nothing to write home about.
No digestive issues this week, woo! But it was hot as hell! Boo.
Lesson of the day was a closed guard pass. Get grips on his pants at
the hips, frame back, then stand up to a ‘up dog’ position and insert
your knee to open the guard. Then it’s a knee slice pass, with your
elbow blocking his leg from re-guarding.
For rounds, we started in closed guard, 3 minutes top/3 minutes
bottom. I had Gil, Max, and Paco, twice each. Did okay with Max and
Paco. Gil, even with an injured shoulder, worked me pretty good.
Things were going okay…until they weren’t. Warmed up & started the
technique of the day. It was a standing lasso guard pass. Nick and I
drilled for one round.
And then…I didnt feel so good. Physically okay, just some
unsettling gut rumblings. I popped out to hit up the bathroom. And
then decided that that was enough jiu jitsu for the night. Just
queasy enough that I didn’t want risk pushing any farther.
Only my second time bailing on a class early. First was due to popping a rib.
Thankfully cooler today. And my stomach was not as full.
Good warm up, then into groups. We had a big one, 12 I think. We did 4 pairs in, then 4 people out, rotating as people improved their positions.
I had Nick, Kevin, Morgan, Gary, Alex, a couple of visiting judo kids, and some others. Good rounds with most of them. The cooler temp and better meal planning really helped.
Hottest day of the year so far, 87 when I arrived at the gym. Took about 1 lap of the warm up to realize I was in for a long night. Combination of the heat and dinner I think. Warmed up slowly.
Tim led the class, some lapel/sit up guard sweeps. Easy stuff. Nick and I drilled at a slow and steady pace.
For rounds, I had Tim (twice), Nick, Stu, Gary, and Alex. Tim was thankfully merciful. I mentioned I wasn’t 100% with Stu, and he and I flowed for our round. Ironically, my hardest round was against the lowest ranked guy, Gary. He got me in kesa, and just smashed me. Figures, for an old judo guy. I should review my escapes from there.
After Wednesday night, I felt a pretty sore. It didn’t last long though.
Saturday brought us a healthy sized group. Quick warm up, then into groups for rounds. We had 12 in ours, and did 8 in, 4 out. 3 minute rounds, alternating starting on top/bottom. I had Richie, Stu, Alex (twice), Kevin, Juan (twice) that I recall.
Two notable moments. In my first round with Richie, I nearly pulled off the move of the day from Wednesday’s class, only the buzzer saved him. And in one of my rounds with Juan, I mounted and cross choked. I had it about 90%, but we were at the edge of the mat, and I didn’t extend up too high because of the concrete. He rolled me, and it allowed me to adjust my grip. It was as deep as a cross choke as I’ve ever had…and he still didn’t tap. I let go, because if he wasn’t going to tap to that, then me squeezing it more wasn’t going to help. He must not have any arteries in his neck or something.
I’m not dead, though I felt like death for a while there. I caught some plague from one of the kids, and it just went on and on and on. Then I was on a much needed vacation.
I had the dubious distinction of leading the warm up last night. Nothing like having the oldest and most out of shape guy running it, but run it I did. Damian ran the lesson. We started with a misdirection drill from standing vs open guard. Grab their ankles, swing them one way, swing them the other, then step up next to them. We then build upon that, after the step you use your shin to turn their hips away from you as you settle down on top. Then they can either roll, and you take their back (which we didn’t drill), or you can secure the position, and they try to turn into you, and you arm triangle them. Or, they stay on their side, and you ezikal them instead. Or, you can kick your leg over, mount, then sit into them and do a psudeo-back take, then choke them from there. Wade and I drilled away. Nice pace.
For rounds, we only did one, 20 minutes. Wade and I went about 10 minutes pretty evenly, but I ran out of gas after that. My defense was okay, but it was a grind. Embrace the suck.
It’s snowing like crazy and the roads are crap, but we still had 40 people in class.
Warm up, mixed groups, and we played advance your position again. I had Alex, Wade, Bob, Nick, Dennis and a few white belts. It was a good group for me, though I apparently can’t maintain mount for the life of me. I’m focusing on being heavy on their chest and head…which leaves my hips light to elevate.