Today was day one of our
ten-day shutdown at the local Gracie Jiu-Jitsu school.
Normally, there would be
an open-mat session. That's when the place is open to be used, but no
formal instruction is going on. Anybody that shows up is left to
their own devices. Three or four people are the most common number of
attendees.
I let people know the
schedule that I'd be opening the school up for student use. I am
fortunate enough to have been trusted with a key, and our instructor
is quite in favour of us using the place.
Nobody else showed up. I
put away the tables and chairs left out from last nights Hapkido
exams. There were sparring gloves and water bottles laying about. I
straightened the place up. There was even a mouth guard left on a
chair. Eww.
The cleanup didn't take
very long.
I hoisted on my knee pads
and got to work reviewing material appropriate to my level.
Who did I train with, you
might ask?
Fully expecting to be
alone, I'd dusted off my home-made grappling dummy and stuffed him
into the car. He happily joined me on the mat. I did a great many arm
triangles on him, and he never complained; not even once.
I left him behind when I
went home. He's a bit awkward to haul around in my teensy, tiny car.
He should be fine.
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