I didn't have time to write for a while: I was too busy training and was commended on my progress. Even better: I had noticed it myself that I had become slightly less horrible at some of my weak points. My guard had become slightly more difficult to pass, for one. Now I finally have time, as I'm not allowed to move my right leg until November.
A non-binary fat disabled hapless BJJ white belt has returned to the mat after being vaccinated. What could possibly go wrong?
A semi-wistful reflection on doing stuff more than thinking about stuff you would like to do. Also I’m still alive.
I still train, and try to improve very specific techniques for a change.
Gym reopens, local non-binary is forced to decide on stuff.
My "exercise" "regime" for pandemic times is going better than I suspected.
Oh hello, devastating pandemic. We would be happy to see the back of you.
I have done a year of BJJ and a bit more. Here's how it's been and what happens next.
A log of the two weeks I wasn't fit to train. I still managed to learn a new fascinating thing about my body.
Office Job + A Combat Sport = A Sad Thoracic Spine