My being sick has little to do with my 500th post... just sayin', is all.
I hate having a cold. It's been in my nose and (sore) throat for about 2 days now. Sucks. Can't train, don't want to work, and can't seem to find the OTC cocktail that will dry up my snotty head. I have some pictures to post, mostly from my dinner-making the other night, but I'm too ensconced on the couch upstairs to go downstairs and get my camera. I'll post the step by step of pork chops smothered in onions later I guess.
It's cold(er) here today, in the low 40s, and grey/rainy/drizzly for the most part. I skipped lunch open mat because I don't want to be typhoid Mary. Instead my ad tech ordered Chinese food, so I sucked down a cup of wonton soup. I've been drinking tea all day, too. Not super helpful but maybe I'd be worse without.
I did get to roll with a fellow blue the other day and did okay. I keep talking about how I can beat whitebelts for a few days in their careers and then poof, they're past me.. so the fact that I was able to keep up with this guy (and, ahem, submit him) was really happy-making for me. My problem as always is the complete inability to reconstruct what I did right and what he did wrong so that I can hope to repeat it someday, somehow. All's I know is there was an arm sticking out, and I felt like I swooped over it, stuck my feet under him, and bellydowned it. Of course, I made up for that success by tapping to his smothering mount ... embarrassing! What a jackass I am. I was all right, I could breathe, I wasn't being subbed... so why tap?! I wasn't even claustrophobic.. I think I was just tired and irked. Stupid. He's one of the few guys I roll with who doesn't feel like he ever takes it easy on me. He has maybe 40-50 lbs on me, but frame-wise we're about the same size, and we drill together well during class. So it's not like he's a 200 lb mammoth, but he doesn't hesitate to use his weight very effectively on my ribs, cheeks, face...
I'm excited about the Strikeforce card tomorrow night. Cris Santos, Nick Diaz, Robbie Lawler, Herschel Walker.. lots of entertainment potential. If I can just dry up enough to stop mouthbreathing.
I'm also excited-ish about NAGA, which is February 20th in Fort Worth (may compete, may not, it all depends) and the Hillary Williams seminar the following day (2.5 hours, women only, just $20! See Triin's post about it here on the Fenom Kimonos blog.) Which reminds me, I found my black Fenom Kimonos gi top! It was still at the seamstress's shop getting my "Fueled By Fear" patch sewn on. I need to make up MY patch soon here.
Random babbling, sorry. Maybe a nap is in order. We're supposed to try a new venue for sushi tonight or perhaps Italian at Buca di Beppo. *yawn*