Try It. You Might Surprise Yourself

I have a really bad habit of letting my brain get in my way. I’m not a natural athlete. Not at all. But that hasn’t stopped me from being involved in sports or some form of physical activity for the greatest portion of my life. I can’t run fast, but I can plod along forever. I’m not SheRa, but I’m strong enough to surprise most folks. I’m not overly coordinated but I can usually figure out how to do something eventually. Often, I more likely to accomplish something by trial and error alone in my own gym. As a matter of fact, several times I have been able to do something dependably in my gym (#gymjen on IG) then fallen completely short of doing it in front of someone else. I did this at my first RKC as I was working to become an instructor. I can psych the hell out of myself.

I did this again last week. Ashley showed us a move in which we needed to go from flat on our backs to a backward roll with no momentum. If we needed to, we could use our opponent’s arm that we were holding with our arms over our heads.  As he was showing it, I thought, “Yeeeaaaaah….riiiiiiight……” From the very first moment, I was convinced that I wouldn’t be able to do it, and I couldn’t. Not there. Not with other people around. The next day, though, I thought I would work on it during my workout, maybe build up to it, hopefully be able to accomplish it after a few days’ work. With my brain out of the way, though, I did it the first time.

I really need to find a way to keep from outthinking myself. Do you? Give it a try. You might surprise yourself.

A Visit to 10th Planet

I’m finally back after a three and a half month hiatus to wander the wild west. My 20th anniversary trip with the hubby turned into quite the adventure across Texas, New Mexico, Colorado, Utah, Nevada, California and Arizona. I had initially thought it would be a sort of tour of southwestern jiujitsu gyms, but due to off timing and a few viral snafus, I didn’t get to roll in a new gym until our last couple of weeks on the road.

Honestly, I was more than a little nervous about rolling with people I didn’t know. Suddenly, the night before I was going to go to class the next morning, I started trying to talk myself out of going. What business does a middle-aged, chubby white belt have poking her head into a strange gym? Surely they would at best treat me as if I didn’t exist, at worst sneer and make me feel as if I were back in 8th grade again. At worst, they would validate the feelings I had about myself. I’ve never been one to let fear or anxiety stop me, though, so off I went the next morning.

As usual, I was so glad that I did. The folks at 10th Planet Las Vegas in Henderson were a warm, wonderful group of people. I had called the day before to make sure that my coming to the Monday morning class would be okay. Casey Halstead asked if I had trained before, and after getting a confirmation that I had, said he looked forward to meeting me the next day. Like at our gym, preclass prep included a lot of catching up about the preceding weekend and checking in with each other for the regulars. No one but Casey and a couple others really introduced themselves at that point, but with time more people said hello and helped show me how they did things there. For instance, they have a couple of pairs of Crocs in front of the bathrooms for people to where in so that people don’t walk into the bathroom then track back out onto the mats. When I started past the Crocs to the bathrooms, I was politely redirected. By the end of class when we rolled, I felt like part of the family there. I didn’t sit out a single round during the rolling after class even though there was only one other gal there. I got some pointers and some compliments and lots of “hope you come backs.” I even met a fellow who grew up just down the road from where I live now, 1600 miles away.

I’ll be much more likely to check out new gyms as I travel, now, thanks to the great folks at  10th Planet Las Vegas, and I’ll definitely be back there next time I’m in Sin City. Don’t talk yourself out of a great experience by being worried about the possibility of a bad one.

And because everything is better with pictures:



Being Thankful for What We Do Have

I rolled tonight for the first time in weeks, maybe even in a couple of months. Travel, injuries and work have kept me out of the gym on Tuesdays, and that’s the day we most consistently spar. Though today was a Monday, we went a couple of rounds, and I felt well enough and had the time to participate. I definitely felt those weeks off, not in my conditioning because I had kept my workouts up, but in my game. My reflexes weren’t as quick, and my mind wasn’t as sharp.

I’m not a natural athlete. I was always the kid picked next-to-last for teams, but I have always loved sports anyway, always played. Occasionally, though, my lack of athleticism is frustrating, and tonight was one of those times. I was stumbling through the rolls, taking precious seconds to contemplate counters, finding myself in the same problem spots as always, still trying to find a valid course of offensive action when possible. Jiu jitsu Groundhog Day. And I was beating myself up, thinking about what a goober I am, calling myself things I would never say to anyone else, asking myself why I even bother.

As I was driving away from the gym, though, I reminded myself that I am progressing even though not as quickly as I would like. I might not be thin, but I’m strong, and I’m flexible. I have a good time, and the time will pass regardless. I might as well be spending it on the mat.

“Difficult-difficult vs. Difficult-easy”

Tonight at jiu jitsu class, I referenced one of my favorite blogposts. While, I’ve never been one to take the easy route, the exact story in this post changed the way I look at pretty much every major life decision. It is particularly applicable to fitness. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
Difficult Difficult, Difficult Easy
Written by Geoff Thompson and Published on Alwyn Cosgrove’s website

(Editor’s Note – I believe this is the first time I have posted non-original content on our website. I am doing so because I love the message of this article and its wide-ranging applicability to our lives. I hope you can get beyond the fact that it’s written by a British martial artist. The martial arts content/aspect might not speak to you, but hopefully the message will still convey. So, I only half-heartedly apologize for not providing you with original content today, but suspect that many of you will very much enjoy this perspective. I hope you take a moment to reflect on how this applies to you in the various roles you play in your life.)

I bumped into an old friend from the distant past. In my early days as a hard-nosed knuckle-dragger he was one of my compatriots, and one of the hardest working martial artists around. He had always prided himself on his sinewy mentality when it came to all things physical, and he had a prolific work rate. After a brief (and predictable) catch up (how’s the work, the car, the kids, the wife and the mum – in that order) he said ‘hey, you still doing animal day?’
Animal day, for those that do not know, is a form of knock-out or submission fighting (any range, any technique) that I pioneered in the mad, bad (and often sad) 90’s. A time I absolutely loved, but a time I am also grateful to have left behind.

I shook my head in the negative. It had been a many years since I engaged in my last animal day fight.
‘Why not?’ he asked, adding, ‘I’m still mad for it.’

‘Because it is difficult easy,’ I said, ‘and in order for me to continue growing my character, I don’t need difficult easy. In order for me to grow my character I need difficult difficult.’
He gave me one of those loud, squinty eyed confused looks that shouted from a hundred feet ‘Explain!’

So I explained.

Even as a veteran of thousands of fights, animal days were still a scary experience for me, it was violent and dangerous and extremely difficult. But because I had fought so many times and knew the terrain well it no longer stretched me.

Whatever it was that I needed to reap from that hard period of my life had been well and truly harvested; there was nothing left for me to learn there. Animal day was still difficult, and from the outside looking in it probably looked as though it was mad difficult, but for me it wasn’t, in fact it had become difficult easy.

My friend was still in love with the ground-and-pound style fighting and whilst his physical prowess was evident he had not grown even a single inch in any other area of his life, probably not for the last ten years. His was the mistake made by many; they presume that if something is difficult then they are in the arena. But experience has taught me that the only time you are truly in the arena is when you are (ever so slightly) out of your depth.

Difficult easy is when you are on familiar terrain, not matter how hard the going.

Difficult difficult is when you find your self at the bottom of someone else’s class with three crazy training partners; fear at your left, doubt on your right and (that big bastard) uncertainty squaring up in front of you.

Difficult easy is treading water whilst kidding yourself that you are swimming against the tide.

Difficult difficult doesn’t need to employ pretence because it is drowning and swimming for its life.

I see many people suffering stalled development because they are so busy occupying themselves with very worthy, respectably, difficult easy tasks that they use to avoid the difficult difficult areas of their lives.

I am doing it right now as it happens. I should be doing a re-write of a difficult (difficult) film script that is over due, but instead I am busying myself with a piece of difficult (easy) work that is not really due to be in print for another fortnight (damn, caught myself out again!)

Some (more) examples; you bury your relationship problems (difficult difficult) under hundreds of miles of road running (difficult…but easy).

You fill every spare moment with hard lists of worthy causes (difficult easy) so that you don’t have the time to invest in the book that you were always going to write, or the film you would love to make (if only you were not so committed in other areas) or the (difficult…very difficult) painting career that you had always intended to create.

You immerse yourself in course after course, book after book (so difficult, and yet….so deliciously easy) on becoming a life coach/property developer/master chef instead of just getting out there (difficult, oh so difficult) and actually doing it.

Listen. Let me tell you, the moment a task becomes difficult easy you stop growing. That is a fact. In order to re-establish your vital development you need to take an honest inventory (difficult very difficult – I have done it) of your life, ditch the pretence, and embrace the black that is….difficult difficult.

And stop chasing ostentatious challenges (that are difficult easy for you) and sort out your health; you are three stone over weight and your blood pressure is off the scale.

Kill the worthy endeavours that you think other people will think are impressive and do something truly and uniquely impressive; take your (secret) addictions to task and kill the porn (in all its forms).

Stop collecting trophies and certificates and belts that tell the word how successful you are and actually BE a success, by taking a hammer to that creepily burgeoning fear that you are harbouring.

And don’t, please (like my old mate) fall into the trap of mistaking hard work – even extremely hard (easy) work – for progress. Because, let’s be frank, difficult easy is really just another way of saying ‘easy’, and there is no growth in easy.

We aspirants are into the hard game, the long game, the difficult difficult game. What we are not into, or what we should not be into is the game of easy.

Aches & Pains

Here’s where I tell you that I’m almost 43-years-old. Often, I have to remind myself of this because in my mind I’m still about 26. I don’t know why 26, but 26. Over the years I have learned lots of little things to do to take care of my body in addition to eating well and staying active. With years come aches and pains in joints and muscles. For me, knotted muscles are by far the biggest problem (outside of headaches, but that’s another story for another time).

Because I’ve dealth with this for so long, I’ve tried a lot of things to help it. Here are my go tos:

Massage. This category includes foam rolling, self-massage with something like the Back Buddy, and traditional deep tissue massage. I have found that a massage every two weeks really helps and is more preventative, but it’s really frikkin’ expensive, so I just get them when I have to.


Epsom Salts Baths. Take a couple pounds of espsom salts and dissolve them in a good hot bath. Sit until you can’t stand it any more, and then pull the plug. Sit there as the water drains around you and cool off as it goes. Epsom salts are magnesium sulfate, and that magnesium soaks in through the skin and relaxes sore muscles. It’s wonderful.

(I’ve heard cold showers, ice baths, and cryochambers do wonders, too, but I haven’t tried them.)

Massage and epsom salts are a some time thing, but I do have products I use almost daily: muscle rub/oil and over-the-counter analgesics.

Muscle rub/oil. I have tried lots of varieties of these. Two stand out far and beyond the others:

Shankara Muscle Releaser and  Mio Workout Wonder.


As for over-the-counter analgesics, everyone has their favorites for a different reasons, but I wanted to pass along some recent research results. All the addiction to opiods has led to a flurry of studies to find other, less addictive, forms of pain management. A recent study to which I am sorry I have no link showed that one acetaminophen 500mg taken at the same time as an ibuprofen 200 mg is more effective than any other short acting pain medicine, including hydrocodone and oxycodone. You might think this was by a small margin, but you’d be wrong. If I remember correctly, it’s more effective by almost 30%. Impressive. Typically, I haven’t found that acetaminophen has helped me very much at all, but this combination really seems to be quite good. See what you think…




Old School Magic

I know I just did a post about hygiene, but I’m going to do another one anyway.  Skin infections are a valid concern for jiu jitsu fighers, wrestlers, and anyone who rubs up against another athlete on a regular basis. To combat these, the best approach is to go old school.

The skin is the largest organ, and along with the hair on its surface, it is your system’s only defense against the world waiting to assault it. A few simple things will help you help it along.

Support your bacterial flora. Yep, that’s right. A few billion bacteria keep your body ticking along as it should, both inside and out. These good bacteria are key to fending off the pesky bad bacteria, viruses, and fungi trying to mess up your world. They not only function to directly improve your body’s cellular defenses, they also are direct combatants.  You can show them some love by not using antibacterial soaps that use alcohols or other lab produced chemicals, by taking a probiotic supplement regularly, by avoiding antibiotics except when they are absolutely necessary, and by eating well. Harsh antibacterial soaps and antibiotics are non-discrimatory and will kill the good bacteria with the bad. Also, the antibacterial soaps are not antifungal, so using them will not address the real risk of fungal skin infections. Taking a probiotic supplement and/or eating fermented foods regularly will help replenish your good gut bacteria, so they can boost your immune system thus allowing it to fight off all manner of nastiness with greater ease. Eating well is important for a bajillion reasons, but here it applies because the more varied your fiber intake, the healthier your gut biome will be. The different types of bacteria thrive from different types of fiber. Variety is good. Oh, and sugar? Yeah, the bad bacteria like it. Curb your intake to discourage the bad guys from growing. (The bacteria in your gut are truly amazing, and medicine is slowly beginning to understand that they are key to mental health, immune health, and so much more!)

Okay, you’ve eaten your kimchi and banished the antibacterial dial from the shower. What next? Remember my recommendation to wash that gi and belt regularly and shower before and after class? That. Occasionally throw a cup of vinegar in the wash, too. It’s an antifungal. Consider adding Defense soap into your routine as well. It has tea tree oil and


eucalyptus. The tea tree oil has both antifungal and antibacterial properties though the research is limited (I’ll save you my conspiracy theorist leanings here). Granted, Defense doesn’t smell the greatest, but it works well. What limited studies there are even indicate that it is effective against Methicillin Resistant Staphyloccoccus Aureus (MRSA, also known as “staph”).  If you follow the link, you’ll see these simple bars of soap are a little pricey, but I’ve found that buying it in the five pack from Amazon isn’t too bad. I only use it surrounding jiu jitsu class, so I don’t finish a bar as quickly as a regular bar of soap. It comes in a liquid and a container of wipes, too, if you’re interested in that. I have super sensitive skin, and so far it hasn’t caused me to have a reaction, in case you were wondering about that.

If all of your valiant efforts fail, and you find yourself with a big, disproportionately painful pimple, please don’t come to class. Any drainage from that is super contagious, and your buddies don’t want your funk.

Mani/Pedi Issues

Your days of long, elegant fingernails and intricate pedis are over. Or they should be. Do yourself and your grappling buddies a favor and keep a set of nail clippers in your gym bag. Finding yourself in the half guard of someone with an impressive set of talons is no fun at all, and getting a fingernail bent backward when you’re trying to get a good grip of a gi isn’t either. In my humble opinion, closely trimmed nails should be a rule of the mat.

Work In Progress

*This post edited after originally published to modify the workout slightly.

My workouts keep me sane–well, as sane as possible anyway. I’ve worked out regularly since I was about 14 or 15 years old, though there were a couple of gaps of a year or two over the last 27 years when life got especially crazy.  Part of the wisdom that came with all those years included an understanding that regular physical exercise and sunshine keep me out of the doldrums. I’ve done a lot of different things for workouts during that time, but around 2001 my hunny introduced me to kettlebells, and they have been a part of my life since. Somewhere around 2006 I did the Russian Kettlebell Challenge (RKC) and had one of the greatest weekends of my life, coming away with a certification to teach the use of kettlebells that I would maintain for the next 6 years or so. That RKC was back when Pavel Tsatsouline was teaching every cert, and I wouldn’t take anything for that experience. I’ve taken maybe a dozen other fitness classes involving the use of kettlebells, the leverage of bodyweight, proper lifting technique, nutrition, and more. My Facebook page has way more members in the fitness and nutrition community than in my chosen profession or any other, and I am privileged to have met and shared meals and deep conversation with some of the greats in both fields. But…I am not a trainer.

Until the last six months, I have either bought premade programs from trainers or hired trainers to design programs specifically for me. About 6 months ago I decided to start attempting my own programming (no jokes about people who act as their own attorneys here) in order to design something more specific to BJJ. I really floundered initially, but then attended a workshop called Mental Meat Heads  With Dan John  and Chip Conrad and got a little more direction about how to set up my workouts for more specific purposes.

For the last month, I’ve been doing the following workouts and like what I’ve been seeing so far. My stamina and strength on the mat have improved, or at least I feel like they have, and I haven’t even been able to be as consistent with the program as I would have liked. Feel free to take what you want from it. Keep in mind, though, this one was designed for me and my weaknesses, and I am not a trainer.

In addition to two classes and one open mat per week unless work or travel got in the way:


WARM UP–2 Rounds, resting 30 seconds between rounds.

Roll to hip thrust x 6–alternating sides (This starts with you lying on your back with your knees up almost as if you’ve just finished a forward roll. Roll slightly backward to gain momentum, then forward and up onto one knee, thrusting the hips forward like the finish of a deadlift. Fall backward and repeat on the opposite side.)

Hip Bridge to 90 degree roll x 6–alternating sides.

Technical Stand Up 3 left/3 right. (Or vice versa. I encourage you to do your least strong side first on all unilateral exercises for a while. Then shake things up by starting on different sides on different days.)

Hang loose as long as possible (ALAP). (Grab a pull up bar or something similar and carefully hang from the bar with your shoulders loose, NOT packed as you would usually have them. Do this without wagging wildly around. Simply hang without moving. Some research indicates that this hanging is restorative to the shoulder joint.)

PVC Shoulder Rolls x 6

Divebomber Push Ups x 3  Be sure to get a good, deep hip stretch in the bottom position and use the return to get another scoop in reverse; don’t just circle back over the top.


5 rounds, with 1 minute between rounds: (These are meant to be very taxing weight wise, but always, always, ALWAYS limit the weight used to what you can use perfectly.)

Overhead Squats x 5 (I use the olympic bar, but if you’re not accustomed to this motion, use a piece of PVC and up the reps. The motion is to open up the thorax and teach core stability. Neurologically it is incredibly taxing, and the weight should be light.)

Suitcase Deadlift 5 left/5 right (I use a 24kg KB here and really focus on making sure that I don’t rotate my trunk or let my opposite hip collapse outward. Stay strong throughout. Remember QUALITY OVER QUANTITY ALWAYS.)

Push Up or Dumbbell Bench Press x 5 ( I do perfect push ups here because they are my arch nemesis, but if that’s not adequate for you, do dumbbell bench presses.)


I call this “Phase 12.”

Do 20″ of work, then 10″ of rest, going down the list until you hit the last. Then rest 1 minute. Start with 2 rounds and increase the number of rounds when you’re able.

Takedown practice. (Just go through the motions of a take down with a heavy bag or do technical stand ups if you don’t have a bag.)

Bear Crawl (Be sure to use multiple different directions to shake things up.)

Total Body Extensions (This looks like a partial squat with the arms swung backward into a jump straight up with the arms overhead. Quickly repeat.)

TRX inverted rows or Inverted Rows from a bar. (This was originally a jump rope set, but after I thought about it, I need more pull to match my overall push heavy week, so let’s put some here.)

Push Press Left

Push Press Right

Stability Ball Knee Tuck

Stability Ball Leg Curl




30″ of Each:

Technical Stand Up Left

Technical Stand Up Right

Roll to Hip Thrust Left

Roll to Hip Thrust Right

Bridge to Hip Escape–alternating sides

Stability Ball Base Drill

Hip Switches (Lie on back with hips and shoulders lifted off mat. Alternately lift and rotate each hip to add mobility to the pelvis and increase speed of motion in the hips.)


Rest 1 minute then start the next round.


 At the top of each minute for 10 minutes:

2 Burpees (Not to the ground but to a perfect high plank. The point is to be quick on the return and the jump. )

Snatches 5 left/5 right. (I use a 16kg KB until the last 3 rounds at which point I curse loudly and go down to the 12kg bell.)




Bodyweight turkish get up (TGU) with a windmill at the top x 4, alternating sides

Now, for real:
TGU + windmill 1 left/1 right for a total of 4-5 rounds.  (Start with a light weight, doing a few with a moderately heavy weight, then finishing off with a challenging bell only if you’re a pro at the get-up, otherwise stick to moderately heavy at the heaviest.  The get up is probably my favorite movement for a bazillion reasons that I just might go into for a post soon. I modify it for what I call a jiu jitsu get-up.)

Now it’s time to clean up. Do five rounds of the following.:

30″ Each:

Sandbag Cleans (Get some grip work here to help you get a good hold on those gis.)


One Arm Swing Medium weight, alternating every couple of reps or so.

One Arm Swing Heavy weight, alternating every couple of reps or so.

Two Hand Swing with a really heavy mamajama. (But not TOO heavy. Remember QUALITY OVER QUANTITY ALWAYS.)

Jiu Jitsu Sit Throughs

Bear Crawls (Today make sure you keep those hips low, low, low such that you could keep a plate on them if necessary. That’ll shake things up a bit.)

Take Down the Heavy Bag or Do Technical Get Ups

Plank (High or Low–you choose. I do high.)

Rest 1 minute.


YOGA CLASS. I’ve started doing a yoga class once a week either at a local gym or using a DVD at home. Between that and adding KB’s back to my workout more regularly, my back pain is virtually eliminated and my core strength endurance has really improved. I’m really digging the addition of the yoga class regularly and feel like this is going to be something I keep in the rotation from here on out regardless. This, too, will be a topic for a future blog post all its own.

Drop me a message if you have any questions. If you try it out, let me know what kind of results you get.


I’m not exactly sure where the last four and a half months went. I’ve often thought to myself it was time for another blog post but only got around to it today. Looking at the old ones, I realized I haven’t posted in FOUR AND A HALF months. I promise to do better.

We’ll talk gis today. Specifically, I’ll review the Fenom gis that I have. I bought my first one last summer some time and was pleased enough with it that I bought a second when they had their Black Friday sale this last November. I chose this company for my first gi that I selected for myself for a few reasons: 1. I love what they represent–a company for women, by women, in a male dominated sport. 2. Great price for what appeared to be beautiful gear. 3. I could choose my top and bottom sizes separately. 4. I liked their colors and designs. I bought the second one because I liked the first one well enough and because I had gotten wonderful customer service with the first gi purchase.


I am 5’6″ tall and currently weigh 183 pounds with a curvy, muscular build. Technically I think I fall into the “apple” shape category, but my years of lifting have really shaped me in such a way that I’m just sort of proportionately large–big bust, a belly, slightly rounded butt (that I worked really f’n hard for, thank you.) and muscular thighs. I first bought the A3 kimono (same thing as a gi) top and A3 bottom  in their Crystal Weave Gi in Black, thinking I’d err on the side of caution and suspecting the items would shrink some like my first gi did. While the A3 top worked well despite being just a bit big, the bottoms were way too big, so I decided to try to exchange them for the A2 curvy. I hate exchanging things, so I dreaded to process. The ladies at Fenom were amazing, though, and made it effortless. I talked with them on the phone, and once I sent them email confirmation of the package headed their way, they sent the new pair out. I was good to go in just a couple more days. With the second gi, I opted for an A2 top, and it worked just fine, too. I stuck with the A2 curvy bottoms.

Because I go to class three nights a week most weeks and wash my gear after every class, these gis have been washed a lot. They are holding up well and haven’t shrunk nearly as much as the Venom gi that I started with. I did replace the drawstring on one set with Fenom’s custom cord drawstring. I really like that drawstring. I tried doing it on my second one, but the string got hung up on something in the dryer and frayed to the point of no return, so I put the old one back in. The custom cord has a stretch to it that the stock one doesn’t have, and comparing them is a whole post in itself that I’ll do later. I have a buddy who has one of these gis too, and she says the bottoms aren’t as good as her Fuji gis, that she has to keep pulling them up. I do notice myself resituating the bottoms when we grapple, but honestly, we’re rolling in the floor trying to break one another, so it just makes sense to me that my pants would come down. One of my next gis will be one of the Fuji ones, so I’ll do a comparison when I’ve had it a while.

All in all, I like both of my gis and will buy from this company again.

Be A Good Buddy


Technically jiujitsu isn’t a team sport. Whether you’re competing in a tournament, fighting in the ring, or defending yourself on the street, you’re going it alone. One of the most valuable keys to learning jiujitsu, though, is having a great buddy with whom to learn, and to get a good buddy, you need to be a good buddy.

First and foremost, don’t be the stinky kid. Take a shower as close to class as possible. Wash your gi after EVERY class. (Even if you don’t sweat that much, you spend the class rolling around with other people who might or might not be sweaty on mats where people have walked and sweated.) And brush your teeth…regularly. You might even consider chewing gum during class.

Over time, you’ll notice some people in class who have a knack for smelling great all the time. I think maybe Shower-to-Shower has something to do with that, but I’m not sure exactly. You’ll also notice some people are always stinky, and it’s usually the people who wear the same rash guard and gi to every class. I suspect a fair number of these folks don’t wash their gear but once a week or so. One thing to understand, though, is that sweaty stink accumulates, especially in synthetic cloths. If you let it sit, it just builds up.  Washing after each wear, though, prolongs the amount of unstinky time you have with that garment.

Over time, people have developed some tricks to combat sport stink. Some people add a cup of white vinegar to the wash. Others use a bit of Simple Green and let the garments soak. If you have a good scuba shop nearby, they just might carry a product called “Sink the Stink” which gets rid of the pee smell in sour wet suits, so stinky gis are small game for it. And drying your gear outside in the sun helps some since the sunlight has an antibacterial effect.

Use care when drying your gi in the dryer. They have a tendency to shrink.

Smelling good is a great start, but it’s only one factor in the “good buddy” equation. Next comes having a great attitude. Pay attention to the instructor and be ready to drill. Your partner might have missed some nuances, and you can help her along with the details. In jiujitsu, the details make all the difference. And when you drill, be willing to drill, and drill and drill some more. I like doing three or four reps then switching places and doing that over and over, but not everyone likes to do that. For me, it allows acquisition of some details and muscle memory before breaking the rhythm of the drill. Be sure everyone is getting equal time running the move, though.

As you’re going through those moves, be sure to try to find that balance between going easy and drilling seriously enough that when you roll, you know how to apply the technique. Every person has a speed and pressure they’re comfortable with. As you practice with different people, you’ll get more accustomed to their preferences.

Some people like to gradually advance their techniques as they practice in class, slowly getting some resistance from their partners. I happen to be one of these people, but you’ll have to try it for yourself.  Everyone likes a different level of aggression in the drills, but remember to always use care. Hurting your training buddy rarely wins you any friends and has a way of running people off.

Finally, be grateful and show it. The quality of your learning is dependent upon others who graciously allow you to contort and abuse them for your edification. Remember to say thank you and show them some love.