Tell me something good...

Got a flu (or a real bastard of a cold) over Easter, so today was my first day back at BJJ since Good Thursday. It was good to get a workout in and I had a blast, but GOD, my cardio was in the toilet. And my partner was:

1. 18; and
2. An actual honest-to-god elite hockey player.

I, in contrast, am 46 (with 28 years of training mileage), overweight (though there's been some significant progress on that front) and coming back from illness.

The difference in athleticism and cardio was QUITE apparent.

But I'm back again! That's the something good!
 
Got a flu (or a real bastard of a cold) over Easter, so today was my first day back at BJJ since Good Thursday. It was good to get a workout in and I had a blast, but GOD, my cardio was in the toilet. And my partner was:

1. 18; and
2. An actual honest-to-god elite hockey player.

I, in contrast, am 46 (with 28 years of training mileage), overweight (though there's been some significant progress on that front) and coming back from illness.

The difference in athleticism and cardio was QUITE apparent.

But I'm back again! That's the something good!
Patience and dirty tricks…
 
He's a brand new white belt, so while he had the edge in athleticism, his technique was, of course, lacking. While he had an incredible base, I was able to take advantage of one of his explosions to take his back from my closed guard and keep for most of the round.

He's very talented and eager to learn. He's gonna be a monster once he actually knows what he's doing.
 
Got a flu (or a real bastard of a cold) over Easter, so today was my first day back at BJJ since Good Thursday. It was good to get a workout in and I had a blast, but GOD, my cardio was in the toilet. And my partner was:

1. 18; and
2. An actual honest-to-god elite hockey player.

I, in contrast, am 46 (with 28 years of training mileage), overweight (though there's been some significant progress on that front) and coming back from illness.

The difference in athleticism and cardio was QUITE apparent.

But I'm back again! That's the something good!
Good on ya!
Far and away, one of the biggest challenges we see as we get older is recovery time. If just takes longer. Period. Keep at it and you will acclimate in short order.
 
My wife just told me that yesterday, her physical therapist (same one I go to and same one who sent her to the hospital that ONE time, saving her life most likely) told her, unprompted, that if she wanted to run a marathon, she'd build her a five-year training plan.

On the face of it, not such good news, but think about it: There's a path towards a marathon. For someone who had a vertebra basically disintegrated around 4 years ago. There's a path. Towards. A. Marathon.

Holy crap. How far she's come. I'm legit choked up.

In your stupid face, cancer.
 
And by 'get knotted' I mean *expletives removed for reasons of taste, decency, zoological plausibility and the future of the human race*
 
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Wide open King Salmon bite yesterday. Caught nearly 30 in under 3 hours, kept 12. I will be targeting Pacific Halibut next weekend. Time to stock my freezer while this ocean is napping… yesterday was gorgeous and gentle. Nothing warms the cockles of my heart like reeling fish after fish to the sound of other would anglers hurling their breakfast into the open arms of Poseidon…
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1) I’m finally retired
2) My shoulder is doing better
3) I am exercising more than i was before
4) I am going to meet with my Wing Chun Sifu tomorrow. Taking a couple private lessons. And if they workout, no shoulder issues, i will be back to class
5) the current students of my Yang Shifu’s class want me to start showing them, and training push hands again
 
That was a pretty impressive storm for the first of the season. My favourite thing to do during storms is to journal and pretend that I am writing a forbidden manual of ungodly lore, and the driving rain certainly facillitated that. Storm Austen was a very creditable opener.
 
OK, I think this qualifies:

We just came back from Maryse's (my wife, keep up everybody, LOL) latest appointment with her oncologist (for anybody new, stage 4 breast cancer with bone metastases diagnosed in 2022, the original oncologist, in Gatineau, refused to even attempt anything since it was useless, she was gonna die in a couple of months, so she wrote to a different, actually competent oncologist in Montreal who, well, had a bit more success, I think you'll agree).

Everything is startlingly good. The doc is very obviously baffled by how well things are going, as the drugs she's taking, while top-of-the-line, aren't supposed to be THAT good. What do I mean by THAT good? Listen:

1. The initial tumour is completely gone;

2. The liver, which had a metastasis in it, is completely healed. Not even a scar.

3. The bones (mainly the spine), where the rest of the metastases were located, are completely free of cancer cells. There are a few scars on the bones, BUT;

4. The big one: A lot of the spots that had cancer cells a few years ago and scars a year ago show up as completely normal, healthy bone tissue. Her bones have regenerated. Which is insane.

I saw the images myself (Maryse refused to look, too scared). Unbelievable. Incredible. Or, to quote her ACTUAL medical file: Miraculous.

Next appointment is is APRIL. Cancer is getting curb-stomped.
 
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