So my weight has gone back up to about 78.4, which means I’m behind schedule on dropping weight– but, the good news is that with the past 3 weeks of being back to training at least twice a week, I’m putting muscle mass back on.
I should probably have explained why, as someone whose competition weight is sub-73kg to begin with, why I was even approaching 80kg?
Well, it all started in late December 2016. I was doing technical practice with one of the green belts. He was working on a technique called ucchi matta which is a staple of competitions– it’s not for everyone though, and is considered a more advanced technique because it needs a bit more coordination, flexibility and balance than your typical basic throws.
Anyway, it was the part of the class where you practice throws– the thrower, tori, practices the trow, while the throwee, uke, goes along with the throw. Going along with the throw doesn’t mean that you take a dive or jump or throw yourself– it means that you’re to simulate an opponent who isn’t trying to throw them. How much resistance to their trow you use is variable, depending on what you’re trying to work on.
Anyway, he tries uchi matta on me but about halfway through the throw (the whole thing only takes a second) he’s losing his balance and control of the throw– it’s also clear to me from the way his hands are position that he’s basically going to land on his own face. That wouldn’t be a problem in most situations, since the ground is padded– but with the weight of his body mostly driving forward and down, that means that his 70 or so kilos are going to come crashing into his head. With his hands the way they are, one around my collar behind my neck and the other far at his side, has no hands to block his fall with. WIth one leg high up kicking my leg out, and the other one losing balance, he has no ability to push forward and roll with it– he’s basically going to do a nose dive, which is actually pretty dangerous for your neck. He hasn’t quite cleared me with the throw either, so that means that in the tangle, depending on how he twists when he his the ground, he might also have my weight added to the drive. Again, not good for his neck.
Sigh. So, with just the tips of my right foot’s toes still touching the ground, I twist myself to correct his throw a bit so that we still collapse, but the fall is delayed enough so that he can recover and protect himself a bit.
Unfortunately for me, his recovery is him pulling up a leg and dropping his full weight through his knee on my inner left thigh. Two days later, physiotherapist speculates that I have a grade 1 tear to my left groin.
Okay, so light training after that. That leads to me overcompensating a bit, and I in turn cause a strain of my left glutes. In turn, that eventually cascades, partly due to sitting at a desk job, into a pain in my sacro-lumbar muscles all the way to my right side. For whatever reason, I wasn’t even training, but my back got worse before it got better.
Long story short– part of the reason for my 5-6 kilo weight gain was that for the months of January, February, and the first half of March, I was away from training due to a moderate back injury. I take a bus to work on most mornings, and it’s about a 50 minute commute. After sitting on the bus for that length of time, it was actually paralysingly painful to stand up when it was my stop. The first step off the bus onto the sidewalk (buses are pretty high off the ground in Sydney) would sometimes send shotting pains up my back. I had trouble in the mornings getting out of bed, putting on pants and socks. I got used to using only my shoes with no laces, or which I could comfortably stuff my feet into with an extra-long Ikea shoe horn.
To top it off, for the end of December and the first half of January, [CM]’s parents were staying with us. This is a great thing, really– they literally do nothign but cook and clean for us. But it did also mean that, aside from not having any activity to burn calories, I was also eating a home cooked Chinese dinner every night, and I was eating about 50% more than I normally wood. You can do the caloric math even without specifics to understand why I simply got fat, fast.
Now however, it’s the time to trim it all off– I’m not going to compete any time soon (if at all) because my back still isn’t 100% back to normal. However, I have to start looking into getting fitted for a suit for my wedding– so I need to be getting back to a normal shape that I expect to maintain.