Earlier this week when I was heading to class at LBJJ, I started driving to the dojo out of habit, and then today when I was going to Ethridge class at the dojo, I almost started driving to LBJJ! I also wore my white belt to class today, and when Amy and Joe told me I should be wearing my blue belt, I said I didn’t train Roseberry’s Jiu-Jitsu anymore, so I didn’t think I should wear it. They were like “Dummy, this class is Roseberry’s Jiu-Jitsu, and Shihan didn’t take your belt away, did he?” Um, no. So, I guess for six days of the week I’m a BJJ white belt, and then on Sundays, I’m blue for a day.
It feels weird that Amy, Joe, and I are the only people in the dojo during Ethridge class now. I’m used to the no gi Jiu-Jitsu class taking place right before, but Shihan cancelled that class, so now we’re the only ones there at that time. Class went about the same as usual today; Joe tried to submit me 101 times, and I escaped 98. If he ever figures out how to stop trying to armbar the wrong arm, I’m in big trouble.
I’m the only person who is training Jiu-Jitsu at both the dojo and LBJJ, and it feels a little odd, but good. Today during class, Joe would say things like “Shihan taught me this.”, and then I would say “Greg taught me this.” It’s a little of both worlds. I told Joe that he should invite the remaining dojo Jiu-Jitsu students to come to our Ethridge class, so he would have more training partners (and so I can keep training with them!), but I don’t know if that would be allowed. It’s just oh, so quiet there now. Nothing but the sound of me tapping.