update on the last while

Long time no post, but it's been CRAZY around here!

So! Life in a nutshell:

1. Leaving for CWSF 2007 on Friday - yeah! Going to be alot of work, but will be a nice change. My only regret is that being there means I can't train (except running/skipping/shadow boxing).

2. Had my first "fight" on April 27th - we were the first match in the "Friday Night Fights" that our gym put on - only academy students. But full contact, 70% of top strength. I actually did well!! Although she was 5" taller than me, I did well. I learned alot, and learned I have a long way to go!! Anyone who wants to see the fight can go to my YouTube space. All three rounds are posted there.

3. After the friendly fight, I was way too excited and pumped up and asked Kru about fighting in general for him. And it's a go!! We're aiming for "Chicks that Kick" September 30th in Toronto. Starting June 1st, all fun eating and drinking is out the window and it's only clean food and lots and lots of training for me!! I can't wait. I'm really excited about this. Training as a fighter now!!

4. I've taken up combat submission wrestling (CSW) as well, twice a week. Talk about alot of fun! It's very different than Muay Thai, a bit like physical chess, but a complete blast. I'm the only female in the group, but that doesn't seem to bother anyone (not that I can tell anyway). It's got a very steep learning curve - I've tapped out more times than I can count! Rolling around on the ground attempting to submit someone, it's great fun. Tonight, since I was the only one at class, I rolled for a full hour with Kru and learned alot. It's exhausting, but tonight I very much needed it.

5. Training as a fighter is emotionally draining. Tonight, we did timing sparring the entire class, and I was completely frustrated. I couldn't get my hands and feet to work at the same time, so when I was thinking of shielding, I forgot about my hands, and vice versa. Fuck. Very annoying. Just one of those nights where I was getting really fed up with myself. I know, I have to learn to be patient, that I'm learning and learning and learning, but it was just one of those nigths. Luckily, one of the girls I regularly train with was around and she pulled me into the change room to talk, which I very much appreciated. Apparently this is normal, which is good, cause I was on the verge of bawling out of pure frustration. It doesn't hurt, but emotionally? It's soooooo draining. It's nice to know that everyone goes through it. As long as I learn from it, then all is good. But wow. Certainly an experience.

Anyway, more later this week, and certainly more from while we're in Truro.