We survived day 1.
Nah, wait a minute, I made it sound awful straight away. It’s been a great day!
We’ve been fighting a lot (as always) – both slow fighting, two against one, wrestling, standing opponent, two against one with sticks, teams against each other, jumping on one another, stomping and kicking.
It’s been mainly stuff on the ground today, and if I’m not mistaken we still have a few ground techniques left to cover. Let’s just say my back is cramping up. A little bit. And my legs are sore. A little bit. And my abs are worn out. A little bit. And my arms are getting blue and purple again. A little bit.
I just love being back in the Krav bubble!
And it’s been so great to see the gang again – although they didn’t really recognize me with unbruised arms (although we’re getting there). We’re quite a few Krav Maga’igans staying at the same hotel, Ibis budget, here in Krefeld. The hotel reeks of smoke, the toilets stink like we’re at a camping or in a shed in the woods, the elevator is the. slowest. one. ever. And – to Dima’s joy and glee – the doors to the toilet and to the shower have no locks… But hey, it’s cheap!
And the Krav Maga training centre here is really stepping up. The day started off by us getting a free Krefeld ice cream speciality from the owner, Roland, and continued with a buffé of water, soda, pretzels and bars. Way to go Krefeld!
After crawling around on the floor all day, I’m effing tired. Ground fighting really gets the most out of ya. So I’ll just leave it to the pictures now and say night night.
The gang’s back together!
Our home for the next five days.
… which turned into a massage and twist-Dima’s-back-session with the Vietnamese waitress.
Buffé of everything one might need! #melike
We spent a lot of time on the floor today.
”Please, stomp me here” says Jan.
”Okeydokey” I say… or wait, I missed..?
No groin, no Krav Maga.
Ever seen a flying Emma?
There she goes!
Cobi’s jumping on Jan. A completely ordinary day in Krav.
Bernis is just hanging out.
First day. First blood.
Dima is about to get his assed kicked.
And there we go…
… not like we’re surprised or anything.
The Swedes are teaching the Germans how to cross a street when there are no cars coming. #livealittle
Ah! There she is! Hi Emma!
Meat. Meat. And meat.
Todays word/s: Essen (food). Ich bin hungrig (I’m hungry).