“A ship in port is safe, but that’s not what ships are built for.”– Grace Murray Hopper
Yardwork in the AM. Mowing, pulling blackberries, tearing out old chicken wire.
Thursday gi in Bellevue.
“Brazilian Buffet”: ie, rotating spars with no breaks.
Cindy came in about halfway through, which was cool as I have not seen (or rolled with) her in forever.
My performance seemed not particularly terrible nor spectacular today.
I got yelled at by Carlos for setting up a kneebar on John. Big Mouth exclaimed, laughing, “You can’t KNEEBAR me!” and of course that got Carlos’ head popping right up. John later admitted that I would have had that kneebar, and the “tattletale defense” was his last resort. He’s got 4 stripes on his purple belt, so he’d better get ready for those kneebars.
More yardwork after class.