Early Morning Blogging
First week of school is done. Not sure what possessed me to do so, but I volunteered to teach two classes at a community event on Sunday. And of course I went to see the UFC74 card earlier this evening. I've been looking forward to this one and it met all my expectations.
So in brief: school is going fine. I'm looking forward to the Sunday teaching, and the UFC card made for a very enjoyable evening. Both Canadians - Cote & GSP - won in convincing fashion (yay!), so I hope there'll be a card in Montreal soon. My inner Canuck nationalist comes out at UFC cards. I wanted Cote to win because I find Grove's Lecterish mask annoying and his spider haircut oh so gimmicky. I wanted GSP to win because he's classy and polite and I like classy and polite, and those eyes and cheekbones don't hurt either.
It was wonderful to see GSP back to himself. He looked bigger than he did against Serra. He said at the end of the fight that the Serra loss was the best thing that ever happened to him. I think I'm quoting him correctly. Unfortunately I can't write my usual long commentary because I went to see this card with a guy, and it's not polite to ignore your dinner partner in order to take copious fight notes. It was guy's first time seeing UFC, and it was too bloody for him. I am not going to make a snarky comment here. Some people can't handle contact sports and that's fine. Guy was distracted by the blood stains in the Octagon, and then the Couture-Gonzaga fight, with the blood coming out of Gonzaga's nose was just too much for him. So I think I am better off going to see fights by myself, unless I know for a fact that the guy in question isn't squeamish. (I can just see myself asking this when the next person tries to set me up with a blind date - "sure, I'll go out with so and so, but I need to know if he can handle ufc first".) I was amused when they showed Sanchez watching the GSP-JK fight. It was just so clear from his face that he didn't care about GSP winning; he just liked to see JK frustrated and losing.
I had a great seat this time. When I came by earlier in the week to make a reservation, the waitress recognized me from my previous visits, and (I think) she remembered that I'm the person who tips well even when they lose my reservation, so she showed me the floor chart and let me pick any table I wanted. After the Couture-Gonzaga main event was done, the bar cut the audio feed, even though there was a fight from the undercard (Leites-Jensen) being broadcast. I asked the waitress to put it back on and she at first said she couldn't, but then the audio came back. I guess I wasn't the only one who asked. As far as the guys who didn't win tonight, I'd like to see Jensen and Crane again, the former for being aggressive and the latter for continuing to gut it out when he could have thrown in the towel. I think at the end of his fight he was running on mental strength alone.
Nutrition and hydration were good this week, thanks to the new lunch box and being back to work and in a routine. I've been starting the day with a protein shake: 1 cup skim milk, 1/2 cup water, scoop of protein powder, tbsp of pure cocoa, a couple of ice cubes, all in a blender b0ttle that is turning out to be one of the most useful gadgets I've ever spent money on. Super fast, so I get a few more minutes of sleep. I have all the ingredients to make homemade protein bars, just not the time to make them at the moment. Veggie consumption is up thanks to bagged spinach. Now I just need to get the training back to Jerusalem levels and all will be right with the world.