mid-spring

 After rolling with a purple belt tonight, he asked me, "what do you do for cardio," as if he were impressed. I've been working so hard at this. Thank you. Thank you so much. 

"Just lots of this," I responded with a big grin on my face.

I was being aggressive because I knew he was a purple belt. I'm aggressive when I think my opponent can handle it, but not everyone gets the compliment. This guy was a little bigger than me and a purple belt in BJJ, but not Judo. Sometimes that means they're not great with takedowns. He was really good at getting back up though, which gave me the chance to take him down over and over. 

Another competition coming up. I should do it. This one's small and right in Burlington. Feeling mostly nervous and not really into it, but it's my best chance to give it a try. 

A going away party for one of the people I've trained with is also coming up. Turns out, it's just a few blocks from where I live, so I have no excuse not to go to that, either. I've been fretting about what kind of food to bring. I'm thinking I probably can't go wrong with beer.

My plants have had a number of issues this year, from a leaf-miner infestation, to some bad lighting choices, to nobody pruning them. They're long and spindly and not doing so well, so I'm going to put them all outside soon. Then clean out my greenhouse. It's full of dead leaves, cobwebs, and assorted other crap. I've already started a bunch of new seedlings to refill it.

and that's pretty much my entire life these days, with lots of space in between where I just lay around listlessly.