Deborah's Brazilian Jiu Jitsu & Arnis-Eskrima Training

I am feeling rather naked after my last post.  Not vulnerable.  I mean, I wish it was only vulnerable.  The term "stripped down" comes to mind. okay well anyway. I wrote about having to dig deep in my last post.  Ha!  Deep is an understatement.  I need to drill way down below Mariana's Trench.  Those physical requirements?  They need to be performed under fatigued circumstances.  It's not good enough to be able to knock out a slew of pull-ups.  I need to knock them out after all the other stuff.  The academy has not been announced yet, so I might have four months to prepare or I might have one year.   So I have shovels in both hands.  I have been on this road two weeks now and have already seen edges of improvement in my strength.  My husband, bless him, helped me out with pull-ups the other day.  At the end of the workout I actually cried, which is something I had not experienced since starting BJJ.  The tears were not caused by sadness, rather by the weird shar

So so sorry for the slight absence. Rest assured it's not because I have not been training, quite the opposite in fact. I am now training like the dickens. More on that later. I have decided to reveal a few specifics about myself, as I have just embarked on an..adventure, yes adventure, at work. An adventure I want to document well. Writing about this will also give my husband a short burst of a break from the being the sole person who listens to me go on and on and on and on about it; additionally I will not be able to be honest in my writing unless you know the details. So, I have hinted around that I work in law enforcement. I do. I am a police officer in San Diego. I am in patrol in a busy command in a busy area. I love it. The greatest part of police work? Well, it beats working for a living! I get to drive around, meet fascinating characters, do fascinating things, and occasionally (forgive the cliche') scratch out a positive influence into the world.