Coming back

I’ve been away from training. A lot of my time, besides work, was spent at the gym.

Not away totally – just have been having some long standing health issues checked out and treated for.

And that is why the last 3 months I have not been sparring nor doing fight drills. Only pads.

Learning Muay Thai is like learning a language. There is a process of acquisition.

Pads class is like flipping through your grammar & vocab flashcards, practicing reading/writing, doing scripted role-play with partners, etc.

Sparring and fight drills are like –

Okay, I’ve been studying flashcards and I’ve been playing with different scenarios, got some grammar down, got some vocab down. Now let’s make use of it in conversation. 

I haven’t been able to practice conversation the last 3 months.

You study a language, usually, to become fluent.

You only gain fluency in a language by speaking and conversing while also fumbling through your speech…making mistakes and learning from those mistakes; by putting yourself out there again and again each time you fail.

Now that some light has been shed on those health issues, things are looking brighter- I can start doing drills and sparring again soon.

With all that being said, it’s time to start talking again, baby.

Time to start jabbering; time to grow from my mistakes.

Time to move forward.

Neosporin for the soul

You know that gentle soothing feeling you get from putting Neosporin on a cut?

Training in Muay Thai is like that; Neosporin for the wounds no one can see.

It works to soothe what feels like too much to take at times. Shakes you. Wakes you up.

Like when an ill seed has planted and taken root in your heart and is now turning into a gnarly twisted tree; every dedicated moment you create through bettering yourself through training, that sickness gets chopped down little by little.

Once you step onto the mat with hands wrapped, once you begin drilling back and forth with your partner, once you are listening and learning from your coach, and putting those puzzle pieces together, once you feel the love of that community surrounding you – you become filled with goodness and light.

For all of this, I am eternally grateful.

All ’bout dat low kick

“You can throw some more mustard on it” my partner Sean says.

“Like, you want me to kick your leg harder?” I reply.

“Yeah, wanna toughen my leg up”

So I kicked harder, not my hardest, but much harder.

“Am I kicking too hard?”

“Nah that’s perfect”

“Only place I’ll be told ‘kick harder, yep that’s just right'”

In class we focused on both front leg and rear leg kicks with no shin guards. We went three for three focusing on form and aim. I’m working on throwing weight into my low kick and hitting the right spot. Mindfulness and repetition is the key.

All of us stood in a big circle around Coach Chris as he explained the importance of low leg kicks – there is a bundle of nerves on the upper/slightly outer thigh that if you continuously throw kicks at, that leg will shut down, leaving your opponent dragging big time.

On a water break I commented to Jess how low kick heavy this particular class, she commented with how low kicks are the “bread and butter” of MMA fighting. I’m a sucker for idioms, and that one made me smirk.

During my most recent class I partnered with a Huaxing. I’d been meaning to for awhile now, but just never had. I remember when she first came to the gym and just began learning Muay Thai. I encouraged her to practice before, in-between, and/or after class on the bags. And she did, all the time. Amazing. Now it’s been around 6 or so months since I met her and dang, is she looking sharp. That girl’s got grit. Her moves are clean with power.

It’s been months since I stepped into The Cellar. I have never received such warm greetings from so many people than at my gym. Endless gratitude for the amazing people and love that is The Cellar.

Fight night

Fight night is when we practice defense and countering.

I felt like this was my best fight night yet. I felt like my footwork and my fluidity was on point.

I felt like I just let it go – stopped over thinking it.

Coach Chris let me know that I need to work more body kicks into the mix. He said I was working a lot of low kicks consistently, which is great, but if I don’t  mix it up my opponent will see what’s coming. Gotta keep em guessing.

Nate is a legit fighter at our gym. He was watching the class from the sidelines and told me I need to work on keeping my hands glued to my face, and blinding my opponent with my hand when I throw my kicks instead out letting my arm swing off to my side.

And I need to sit lower in my kicks and crosses to get more power and to not get knocked over easily when someone comes a swingin’.

One small needed adjustment

So lately I’ve been wondering if I’ve been standing too high on the ball of my foot when I kick or knee. Then coach Ryan pointed it out during his class, that I don’t need to get up on my toes. Then coach Chris did the same thing with my front leg kicks last night.

Last I couldn’t get my front leg body kick right. I kept kicking with my foot or calf. After class was over I asked Chris, “Are we going to do more work with front kicks like how we did tonight?” He didn’t exactly answer but advised me to not get on my toes; that being too high can inhibit the ability to pivot in the way you need to get that shin across.

So there ya go: wondering confirmed. Time to get that pivot down so I can get that technique and power down.

A little rough

For as long as I can remember, my mom has told me I’m rough on things. As in physically rough. Instead of gently shutting doors, cupboards, drawers or whatever, I’d always do it with too much force or too fast. Now that I have a means to express my roughness, maybe I’ll be nicer to kitchen drawers.

When you have to do something like 20 kicks in a row each side, then 20 skipping knees, then 20 kicks again, so on so forth, you get tired. Don’t quit. Keep pushing forward. Keep your hands up and keep your mind strong. Push yourself. Don’t quit.

Let me recap what’s happened between Monday, March 27th and Monday, April 3rd.

Before class began I saw Gao doing bag work so I decided to join her. I showed her what Matt showed to help warm up legs for kicks, which is working your way up the bag then back down: low kick, middle kick, high kick, high kick, middle kick low kick…

We also talked about stretching before and after (for sure after) to avoid injuries and soreness, as well as to increase flexibility.

Ryan taught the beginner level class again. Helped us become aware of our tells with punches and helped us refine the basics. With the tells, he said to imagine a shark with laser eyes pointing directly at the target. Point A to point B. No point in between.

My partner Mahesh held the thai pads as I repeatedly threw my rear kick. I just couldn’t get it right. I couldn’t get that shin where it needed to go…

He told me with stern care, “Nope. Not good enough – not loud enough. I can’t hear it. I want to hear that kick.” I truly appreciate that type of  encouragement, but God damn it, get this right Amanda. Alas, patience is a great virtue (another thing my mom would say often).

For all levels class, Ben taught, and it was one of my favorite classes so far. Lots of back and forth between partners with kicks, checks, and punches.

I had a tall partner. A real tall partner.

For one part of a combo, one partner would check the other’s kick, slightly turned to the side while using their arms and gloves to protect their side and face. Since you are slightly turned you then use that to create momentum to drive an uppercut to your partner abdomen.

I got to do a lot of high kicks, which I greatly enjoyed. Not so sure my partner enjoyed it as much. He asked me to kick lighter… I didn’t realize I was kicking too hard!

As I was doing my high kicks, Ben complimented me, “Excellent kicks!” He said as he walked past us.

I think my energy was a bit intense that night… I feel I came off as respectfully demanding, and somewhat relentless. Think my partner was like…

I had been struggling with my hook. I didn’t fully understand the form. Thankfully, Ben showed me.

Ben explained, “Make a a fist like you’re holding a cup.” So I did.

“Now hook your arm with mine.” And I went, huh? So he grabbed my arm and hooked it with his so it looked like a link in a chain sort of. I went, oooohhhhh I get it now. So now I am working on consistently keeping that form when I do my hooks. Notice a key theme? Consistency.

After class was over, Christian commented to my partner, “Did she get some good head kicks on you??”

My partner expressed that he has been in a rut and feels like he’s plateauing. I could feel his disappointment. I’m not sure if my encouragement helped much. Next time I see him I want to suggest something more concrete, like hey, you could take some private lessons to get you outta that rut and moving forward…

John and Christian taught me combos 5-10 that evening. They also helped me work on my hook, and Christian held the focus mitts and guided me while I did my thing. He has this calm, empowering aura about him that I appreciate.

I am so grateful for the gym and everyone there. That night was immensely helpful, and I am immensely grateful.

Overall, I learned a ton…

Friday evening, John and I trained in the ring using pads and practiced a smorgesbord of techniques. Every time I train with someone, I think I refine my skills little by little.

Monday was the last class I had before leaving on my trip. It was bittersweet. I was happy to go on an adventure, but stopping my training (be it temporarily) felt like saying goodbye to an old friend.

More to come…

A Guest Instructor Pays a Visit

I took two classes Thursday night – Beginner Level and All Levels.

So, class is about to begin, and I think to myself, “Hey Amanda, check it out – you’re in pretty good shape (Oh dat stamina).”

And theeen Ryan’s classes happened…

I’ll describe warm ups from both classes. The warm ups lasted about 10 minutes for each class.

Instead of jumping rope to warm up like we normally do in class, he has us do exercises for flexibility and strength.

We surround the side of the ring and set one foot up as we twist our hips back and forth again and again. This is to open up our hips for better kicks. Then we repeatedly jab our knees (right knee, left knee, right knee, left knee) at an angle over side (but don’t touch the ring).

We focus on power and speed in our punches. All lined up in rows, we start marching in place. We keep our stances and keep our hands up.

“Do it like I do…” he says, then punches the air really hard and fast as he yells

“ONE-TWO-THREE-FOUR-FIVE-SIX-SEVEN-EIGHT-NINE-TEN!!!”

Everyone giggles.

10 uppercuts

GO!

ONE-TWO-THREE-FOUR-FIVE-SIX-SEVEN-EIGHT-NINE-TEN!!!

March in place.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

10 straight punches

GO!

ONE-TWO-THREE-FOUR-FIVE-SIX-SEVEN-EIGHT-NINE-TEN!!!

March in place.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We jog in a circle. After a bit he yells out “March” and so we march in place. After a few moments he shouts out a move…

“Twenty rear high kicks!” We listen and do.

“Jog! Pace yourself now. Don’t run too fast.” he says

“March! Twenty flying knees!” he says

Sometimes we do it in place, and sometimes we do it moving in the circle.

I think I failed at the launch-jump-then-kick times. I’m thinking I looked like…

You can tell he is the kind of instructor who cares and has a great sense of humor, yet is straight forward and will put you in your place (think drill sergeant). That’s my style.

Time for bouncing squats.

This seems to get the class right where it hurts. He does it with us for a little bit. People keep pausing or slowing down, you know, phoning it in…

“Ya’ll need to let it burn! It’s going to burn. Let it. Don’t slack!…”

He tells us “Warm up’s over. Get water and hurry on back.”

I’m dripping sweat and sucking air as I think to myself

Aaaaah… it burns. Wait, that was just the warm up??

My breath is returning to normal.

I’m feeling good.

Let’s do this!

Ryan shares that he has been working on footwork himself so he wants to help us learn some techniques; even if we don’t get it now, we’ll be familiar in the future.

At this moment, I’m recalling the few times Chris taught footwork in the classes I have taken so far.

Search your mind’s database… where did I file that shit? Meh, I’ll try my hardest. 

He demonstrates a combo for us a few times, “Got it?” he asks everyone.

“Yep.” I nod,  “Got it.”

I went ahead and tried it with my partner.

Alright, that felt wrong.

 cowboy bebop GIF

I request eagerly to my partner,” Let me try again.”

I mentally walk myself through the motions as I do them.

Go slow first. Jab, jab and step out to his right, rear kick his back leg, then plant that foot, follow with pivot and cross.

Ryan watches me and comes over by my side.

“More violent.” He advises.

“More violent” I repeat.

“Yeah” he says, “You’re like this” and shows me the combo softly and slowly.

“Do it more violently, like this”

He shows me the combo. He was sure of his motions. They were smooth, fast, and hard in delivery.

Why am I holding back?

More violent? That I can do. Let me try.

I try again, with more violence. He watches me, I look over and see him nodding.

Better at least, I think to myself.

We practiced a lot of kicks too. I love to kick.

I love to kick. So. Much.

Ryan taught me to take a subtle step before I kick to deliver more power, rather than standing in place before. Which has power still he said, just not as much power as when you take a step first.

One of my favorite parts of the night was learning and feeling the difference between Dutch kicks and Thai kicks.

I’ll try to remember this correctly…

With Dutch kicks, you don’t really turn your grounded foot as you do your kick. Your delivery is faster and you use less shin, but still go at a slight angle. Also your kicking leg is straighter. You get faster impact and back to your stance quicker than a Thai kick.

With Thai kicks, your grounded foot turns out at an angle as you pull your hip up and use your shin like a baseball bat. You don’t extent until you reach your target. It’s a powerful kick, but it takes longer to return to your stance in comparison to a Dutch kick.

So one partner held the bag while the other partner practiced Dutch style for thirty seconds and then Thai style for thirty seconds. We alternated between high kicks and low kicks for both styles. Partners took turns being the kicker or the holder.

At the end of the night, we practiced sparring and dodging with some space between partners.

This was totally new for me. I really liked it. I ducked when he swung his hook. I moved my upper body forward and to the opposing side when he threw his punches. I am not positive if my form was correct, but I’ll learn more in the future.

I mean, yeah, there were times I would have gotten knocked out in real life, but it’s all a part of the learning process.

Then class was over. We touch gloves while thanking one another.

A few of us were chatting afterwards, and my partner chuckles and goes “Amanda dodged punches better than me. Pretty soon she’ll be on that side of the room” pointing to where advanced classes are held.

That felt good.

My goal is to do at least 4 hours each week. Maybe 5 hours. I want to focus on what needs improvement, but at the same time appreciate how far I’ve come at any given point, ya know?

Some closing words from Spike…

See you later, space cowboy.