Sparring with my friend. We did 3 rounds of 3 minutes regular stand up sparring. Was pretty fun and I'm feeling more relaxed. Might be because I'm not getting slammed or fighting people who mean business. I landed a sick head kick pretty early on that was just flush on his face and the sound echoed through the gym. Woot. Basic things I need to continue to work on are using more combos, particularly when I land a few shots, I need to stay aggressive and stay on him instead of backing off to admire my work.
Then 2 more rounds where he was just pressuring me, throwing punches then clinching and running me into the ropes while I worked movement and defense. Did alright and my friend said I was pretty hard to hit, though if he threw in large combos I could feel things were getting through. Definitely still need a lot of practice, and practice I will get. Did 50 kicks on the shield for the hell of it.
Then did BJJ, or at least tried to, but I was ******* gassed. The advanced was all rolling today in preparation for some tournament (maybe ours? I forgot to ask). I got thrown in with the same guy that beat me twice at my only tournament. I shot for a single leg, then sloppily landed an ankle pick and I believe went into his half guard. Struggled there for awhile and almost mounted, eventually he turtled and I almost took his back but he clamped down on me and turned into my guard. From there I just needed to keep him locked down for 2 minutes to win it but he got his hustle on and broke it open, passed and went into north south. I just exploded out of there in frustration and got to half guard, then guard. The end. I lose. Maybe if I hadn't just sparred 5 rounds, but it was a good challenge.
Then we started lining up to do guard pass drills. I passed one guy and took his spot on the ground, then as the next guy came in I realized that I had drank way too much liquid and his pressure in my stomach had become a borderline button for vomit. I struggled around for awhile and was eventually passed, at which point I went to stretch and call it day.
Body held up seemingly well. For some reason when I got home tonight my right thigh just spazzed the hell out and I could barely walk, but it seems fine now. I got a big bruise under my thumbnail, I guess my thumb was hanging out when I threw a poorly aimed punch and only my thumb hit on his body. Ouch.