Back home..

Spent two days in Beaumont, TX for work and got back last night. It went well, and I had plenty of time to read over some stuff for another hearing in two weeks, so that was nice. Unfortunately, in my absence the weeds decided to take over the garden. I really need to get out there and go to work.

Tonight Relson Gracie will be giving a seminar at the academy so that's exciting. Also on the exciting side of the ledger-- Shama won silver in her division at the Mundials! She dominated Carla Franco (who won everything- European, Brazilian, Pan Ams- last year) something like 17-3 in her first match. I don't know when she's coming back home but it will be exciting to welcome her back.

I've been enjoying the last couple weeks'-worth of not training as hard. Unfortunately, I have been eating everything in sight, making homemade icecream, going out for dinner, and of course when I travel for work my nutrition goes doooooown and my laziness goes uuuuuuup. As a result, I weigh more than any self-respecting shortie should weigh. This poses a conundrum for me... I feel fat, so I don't want to go to the gym and let everyone see my tum (for example) and I don't want to go roll. (Damn, if there's a group of people who excel at guessing your weight from looking at you or rolling with you, even for a little bit, it's jits people.) I can't just sit at home and diet, I know exercise is a central part of getting back to where I want to be... I'm just not happy about it.

On a happier note, check out this fawn. Mitch came out of the garage one morning and s/he was parked in the grass next to the driveway and the stone path leading to the back yard. He took a bunch of pictures and s/he never moved.





While I'm thinking about it... this blog post over at BJJNorCal dovetails nicely with my last private with Donald, and with the philosophies Randy is trying to teach me...