My car has now driven 100,000 miles. Hooray for the car, hooray for me. Interestingly, that makes it the same “age” as me (reading 100000 as a binary number rather than a decimal one).
In other news, I went to an “open sparring” night at judo for the first time. They do open standing techniques on Tuesday, and open grappling on Wed. I threw and was thrown. Good times. I did about 9 3 minutes rounds … which seems like plenty to me.
Afterwards, a couple of guys who had driven a long way asked if anyone wanted to do some grappling. “Why not?” says I. The first one asked “are you okay with arm locks?” I said “look, I watched a guy get his arm broken on Sunday. So ‘yes’, but when I tap, you stop … and I plan to tap way before my arm breaks. Cool?” He was cool with that, so off we went. There’s no shame in working up to these things … since one apparently can’t work back from “too much.”
Oh yeah, and the last guy I grappled is apparently a Search and Rescue marine. Ow.
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