It is workoutz tiem? Yes, yes, it is.
Okay so, almost immediately after my previous post, I set up a training session with my training partner. It was a pretty good session, however I did cop out significantly near the end, which is regrettable, but something that can be recovered from.
It began with a refresher. During our last session of takedowns/throws I'd epic failed multiple throws because honestly, I couldn't remember the body mechanics. Which is annoyingly dumb right?! So this was the initial aspect. And in this area I felt alright, The over-under hip throw and the double-under throws felt solid once I took the moment to recollect what I was doing.
I also attempted a few guard sweeps I'd seen done, however these were fail, I suspect the video was of faked sweeps. Which makes me remarkably angry considering I took the time to sketch out the techiques and understand the mechanics.
Next came clinch grappling (3/3). As before this was a strike free segment, to develop a better understanding of how to control the opponent in the clinch, not how to attack. However during this work, I was training under the impression strikes were coming, so, in situations like, against the "cage" (wall) I would but my palm on the thigh to prevent knees, and either hook the other with my lower leg to limit movement, or hover my groin over the leg, making striking impossible without obvious prepatory movement.
In this area I felt like I was able to exert control more effectively than my opponent. I spent more time pressing him against the cage, rather than being pancaked against the wall. And in the cases where I was, I was able to circle out and gain the dominant position. However, breaking the Thai clinch itself was very difficult for me. Eventually I was able to pop the elbow and slip out and over, but initially I was simply pancaking my partner, and maintaining a body lock, while feeding my arms through the clinching hold. I also attempted a kind of crazy high paced movement which was designed to make it almost impossible for my partner to get a strong hold. He described it as being weird and unexpected, but not stressful, so it was fail. Technique over pace for now.
Next came takedowns/throws (3/3). I was much less able to effectively shoot on my opponent this time. After a post-workout conversation it seemed that I was less mentally there this time during the takedowns. Because while they were still "strong but slow" (partner's words) as my takedowns have been for some time, I wasn't dedicated enough to them to power through and get my opponent over more than a few times.
I was also able to sprawl decently well. I use a sort of head-arm choke set up position as a sprawl with one arm cross the chest curled down from the trap, and the other wrapped around ribcage, connected against my opponent's chest. This along with some good spreading out, kept me from being taken down the majority of the times he shot. However when he did they were surprisingly powerful, and I was not able to really do anything but close my guard before hitting my back.
In this area there was a sort of comical, horribly disheartening moment where I performed a perfect hip throw, however on the landing I jarred my knee strangly against my opponent's foot. It was white hot agony, followed by the dull pain of f*cked! I didn't say anything at the moment, but could tell it was going to stiffen up badly, so I wanted to bang through the rest of the workout as fast as possible. This led me to make a nice little meme to explain myself:
Next came rolling (3/5). In the first round, it was back and forth, I managed 2 sweeps from half guard, but he managed 2 as well, keeping in the top position. Here, I was also unable to work butterflies. I wanted to try and scramble back to my feet instead of "herp, derp, I'll just lay here." However my partner kept very tight and made it almost impossible.
Round 2. Here I damn near got a sub, and almost got subbed. I started in the top position, and managed to pass to side control, and into the mount. Here I went for an armbar, and nearly got it, before my partner freed himself and rolled me over, and over, before taking my back (not sure how the sh*t it happened). Once on my back he went for the RNC, but I was barely able to defend, and slip him off at the end of the round.
Round 3. This was my time to shine (and almost get subbed, AGAIN!). Between 2 and 3 I thought, "hmmm, I'd enjoy getting a mounted crucifix." So, in round 3, that was my goal. He started in the top position, and got the mount. However he was unable to secure it properly and I swept. Once full guard, he went for a triangle. It was pretty nicely in there, but I tried to stand and at the same time, inadvertently slapped my hand on the mat to posture up fully with a 220ish lb man attached to me. He loosened the hold and asked, "you tap?" I was like, "...no..." so we continued, but he couldn't lock the triangle back up as nicely and I got out of it. I passed to side control, and instead of going for the mount, I went for mah crucifix. And I got that mofo! However, in a straight rolling situation, a mounted crucifix is moderately useless, unless there is some sub from that position I've never seen or heard of? So I passed back to the mount before the end of the round.
Next came padwork. This is where the fail kicks in. My knee had started stiffening up badly after rolling on it. And it shocked me with pain every time I moved laterally during a combination. I was also almost unable to put power behind my kicks because I was afraid it would buckle. I quit.
We headed to my training partner's house to finish the workout. Here there was pure lifting, gratefully no lateral movement was involved so there was only a constant throb from by knee, no sharp shots of pain. Which made it endurable.
The lifts included:
Squats (to max) sketched me the F out!
Leg curls 3/3 my hammies suck hard
Walking lunges 3/8 (per leg) felt iffy and not low enough but okay
Weighted squat jumps, which I bitch quit on, due to...bein a bitch!
Finally, the cool down: Sprints (6). I estimate it was only a distance of about 20 yards...not the snazzy 40 your supposed to use, but f*ck you! I don't accept that the number 40 exists, counter that fool!
The most important thing to take from this workout today, I think. It started at 10:45 and ended at 2:00. That's by far the longest workout yet. Almost 4 hours total. Which makes me feel really good in hindsight.
Ate like a shitty piece today after the workout. The whore of the hot wings called, and you're sure as sh*t I answered! But it was all I ate today, so from a caloric/fat stand point it's not as bad as other days have been, but from a health and fitness standpoint, it was a sucky choice. But hey, that's why they invented the future right, to provide the opportunity for better choices?
Psyche: Got my issue of Fight! today. Mayhem Miller is a funny muther f*cker. Also: I need a dramatic increase in the number of women in my life that do not have some form of daddy issue. Preferably increasing the number from 0 to any would be nice!