Half a dozen different alleluia choruses have been playing loud and clear in my head today-- I got to spend a significant amount of time on the mats at Phil's this morning and tonight, and I'm happy with how things are going.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not about to break my arm patting myself on the back and I keep seeing numerous holes, flaws, flubs and stupidness-- I'm thoroughly disappointed with my guard passing of late, and I can't seem to hold side control worth a damn.. but I'm happy with a couple things. My aggressiveness. My takedowns. My attacks from guard.
Took my competition gi back to my seamstress to have the last couple patches sewn on. And still working hard at work (Yes, I do work-- a full time job and everything-- which fits nicely in the eight-and-a-half hours between morning class and night class) to meet my Monday deadline. And looking forward to UFC this Saturday.
Trying to decide between fixing my fantastic little Acura (15 years old next month; 206k miles on her) which was crunched in an accident through no fault of her own (or mine) and thus totalled out by insurance, or use about 3x the money to buy a new-to-me car. Don't get me started on cars... of course my preference would be a BMW 135i, or maybe a Lexus IS250.. but I'll be perfectly happy with a functional Civic.
Health-wise I am rock solid (thanks to all those who emailed me or otherwise inquired.) Trained for 6.5 hours today and I feel AWESOME. Fingertips a little sore from all the grip fighting; elbow a little tweaked from judo throwing peeps, but otherwise I'm good. I have an enormous spinach-and-kale salad sitting at hand, full of red bell peppers, red onions, apples, carrots, and blueberries... next up, some whole wheat tortillas full of chicken breast and salsa. MMMMmmmmm!!