Pretty straightforward last night. We drilled take downs for about 30 minutes, then we switched to rounds. We broke into groups of three, five minute rounds, stay in for 2. I had Derwin and Daryl.

About half way through the takedowns, I wasn’t feeling very well. I almost always eat something before class, but last night I cut it a bit close, and may have eaten too much. And after the first rotation of sparing, I seriously felt like going into the bathroom and puking. I gave it one more rotation and felt better. One more rotation and I felt even better, and I felt great going into the last one.

After class, we were all soaked. The mats looked like someone just mopped them. And we were all exhausted. But smiling. I felt great. Like “runner’s high” great. It was hard to describe. I just felt, alive, alert, and happy.