Last week was grappling week! Read on as I postulate about pendulums and bemoan getting stuck face-to-abs in someone’s guard as I forgot everything I ever learned about submission grappling. Plus, animated GIFs!
Reflecting on my training this past week, initially I felt like it was particularly unremarkable. But then I caught myself. I realized that this week, I completed all but two of my little checks, including the ever difficult-for-me back kick; PRed on my mile time while simultaneously exceeding the minimum requirement of 8 minutes for the first time; sparred an awesome but tough third-degree black belt candidate for 3 minutes for my live sparring round; and finished strong at the toughest conditioning workout of the black belt test to date, the first Mackay Stadium workout. Since when did these sorts of accomplishments start to feel like just another day at the dojo??
This week’s lesson is all about internal dialogue. Even though this week’s lesson is about telling yourself “I can” instead of “I can’t,” and “I am [something positive]” rather than “I am [something negative],” I think it’s incredibly important to consider what sort of effect your self attributions have on the people around you, too.
Last week was rough. I was physically and mentally all kitty-whack. On at least two separate occasions, I put my shirt on backwards. My max reps in my conditioning log were at all-time lows. I downright stank at checklisting pretty much every time I tried. I managed not to cry on the mat, but that’s not to say I didn’t shed a tear or two of exhausted frustration over a paloma at my favorite Mexican restaurant. Thank goodness I had a long holiday weekend to recover a little!
I just finished the third week of the black belt test, and it’s only now dawning on me exactly how much of a commitment I’m in for. The conditioning log, checklist, and attendance log looked a lot smaller when they were empty; now that three weeks have been completed, those remaining blank spaces are starting to look awfully daunting.
Logically, I knew what I was in for, but there’s knowledge, and then there’s knowledge.