Soooo tired. I started a little after 5 p.m. My teacher & The Gentleman, who I usually train with at this time weren't there, so I worked on the heavy bag til 6, just tweaking, improving some basics like round kick, hammerfist to the side, & straight punch.

6 p.m. began the level 1 class with CB, our MMA coach, & young RG teaching. I rarely get to take a class with CB, and I love to train with him, because he has a totally different eye for what's going on. I partnered with Miss L, who is strong as a freaking ox, which is one reason she's in demand. We worked hammerfists, front kick, & headlock from the side. On a side note, we did the Drill Which Has No Name, where you get into groups of 3, the striker has a belt around his waist by which he is dragged backward by another person, and WHILE he is dragged backward he strikes a bag with continual hammerfists. Its exhausting & its my favorite drill. I ended up being the odd man out, so I was the striker after everyone else in the room had finished, & so had the entire room standing around like an angry mob screaming at me "GO! GO! HIT THE BAAAAAG!!" It was cool.

7 pm - level 2/3 - partnered up with The Gentleman, who never fails to beat the crap out of me. He is wonderful. First half of the class we did combinations on the focus mitts, 2nd half we worked on long gun, taking it away from the person who has it trained on you & punishing him with it. Never, never piss off The Gentleman.