Went back to class on Monday. It’s been a rough couple months. I had the pneumonia, and then felt better, so I tried to get back to class a little too soon. As a result, I didn’t give myself enough time to heal and ended up sliding back into another bout of bronchitis.
So, two rounds of antibiotics and some prednisone as a kicker and I think I’m finally back among the living. I woke up on Sunday and for the first time in what feels like forever, I had energy. I felt like I was ready to GO.
I went down to Fosters BJJ in Kent for a referee meeting hosted by Jeff Bourgeois, the dude who runs the largest BJJ and Submission Grappling tournament in the Pac NW, the Revolution. I knew I was on the mend, because we were reffing some practice matches and I was itching to get a gi on and get out on the mat. That’s a good sign.
I was planning to wait until Wednesday, but pronounced myself healed and headed to class. We worked on some De La Riva sweeps, which were pretty cool. I also managed to hang pretty well in sparring.
The hardest part for me now is my wind. My cardio has always been… let’s call it suspect. But now, it doesn’t take much to really get me gulping for air. But the good thing is that I can take a deep breath without triggering a coughing fit. I got to roll with several guys including Brandon and big Aaron, another guy who looks like he’d be right at home on a Viking longship.
I plan to head back tonight and, once again, I’ll try to ride that line between listening to my body and not overdoing it, but to also work hard. We’ll see how that goes.