So its about twelve thirty here in L.A and the endorphins are pumping, two and a half hours after my final training session. Thats right, after around seventeen and a half hours of gruelling mat time the Gi's have been washed hung and will be prepared to enter the pyramid on thursday. One hundred and one competitors have signed up for my division, meaning that I have a run of about seven fights to a gold medal, and if the fights are anything like the sparring we've been doing, they are going to be fast, hard, unforgiving affairs. So one match at a time right!

The training regime (and my regime) haven't really differed since my last post. I have found keeping a routine the best way to ensure a good balance. Perhaps the only thing which I could have improved was my sleep patterns, but as a result of getting in so late and being on Melbourne time I compromised and just made sure I got nine hours. Between waking up and the first training session I would refuel, and not just as a plug, but the seed mix I got as a care package has been a blessing. Even with getting most of my food from Wholefoods, an epicentre of organic, free range, bio-friendly goodness, its been a constant in terms of having a slow energy burn. Meaning that with the first class at twelve I'm not feeling heavy from a late breakfast, or starving from an early one. After class i'd head home on the bus refuel with an acai bowl, rehydrate (Gatorades are only a dollar here!), smash a plate of greens and beans down and then back in the evening, leaving around six thirty for the eight o'clock class so I can grab a coffee to unfog the mind and get on the mat a little earlier so I can stretch and to do it all again!
(As an aside, they do try their best to do a latte, but alas drinking frothy milk isn't my thing so I've just had to settle for their plain old filtered black 'caw-feee'. Does the trick)

So I spoke about the room being so warm last time, but I have noticed Cobrinha deliberately turning the fans off when class starts, which I thought was so we could hear him talk and it may have been, but no one turns them back on, despite no air flow and it feeling like a small oven. It cranks the intensity of the fight up and also you end up dripping like you've just stepped out of the shower. Most interestingly, one of the guys I was training with who has a physio background argued that it helps prevent injuries, keeps every one supple and limber for the next session. Which, while i have been stretching and using the roller I haven't once woken up sore or unable to move. It also is helping a lot of guys here who are cutting weight. I've dropped 4 kg being here, and im eating and drinking like its going out of fashion. Another week and I could have fought rooster!

So as you saw 'The General' dropped by on monday and with him brought pretty much all of Alliance. What an epic session that was. The room doubled in volume, and the mat space at Cobrinha's is like a long rectangle, I would comfortably bet smaller than ours in total area but you'd have to get your ruler out to be sure. The techniques he showed were layered, complex, relevant and highly effective and we drilled in the same format, seven minutes for my partner then seven minutes for myself. Different to Cobrinha, who showed one technique and then spar, Gurgel started with a fundamental movement pattern, into a technique, into a reaction, then spar. This time we split off into rank. Black and browns for the first round then blues and purples in the next. A real treat to watch some of the best in the world go at it and then perhaps have them watch you.
The high level of open guards have meant I have spent a lot of time passing. You have to one way or another, totally own their hips, give an inch and you will have toe creeping back across your shin and recovering guard, so if you just want to stand and pass then you are going to have to do it fast, un-sequentially and in a manner that keeps them defending for ten, twenty, thirty seconds until you can get round or transition it into a smash or stack position where you own the hips. Exhaustive.

I probably spent the first days wondering what on earth I was doing there. The combination of my opponents skill, the heat, jet lag and new environment had me two or three seconds behind other guys. Fortunately a few other Aussies are here, four from AET and three from Debeen, they seem to have had a similar experiences and its really interesting rolling with an alliance guy and then rolling with someone from home. A stark contrast in tightness and continual movement. These high level alliance guys are like vices and they move to remove space, fast, and are quickly consolidating and advancing position. It really rocked my confidence, but also served as a great lesson in humility. However as time has gone on I have started to hit my pace and grips. Movements began to return to second nature. Less guessing and thinking, more doing, which meant I began to have better rolls,more back takes and leg drags, not so much hipping and defending!
So hopefully this puts me in good stead for the coming days. As its my rest day I'm going to try and put that four kg back on, grab a massage and hydrate the body. I head to Long Beach in the morning and fight in the afternoon, will spend a few days watching the cream of the crop and then head down to San Diego and play around at Atos for few days. Grab a few waves and enjoy the training!
