Klint has cut back on our classes. We just don't have enough students to justify all the time we're taking the classroom. Which bites a big one. Now he has class Monday and Wednesday nights and Saturday mornings. So it's three times a week. Unfortunately, Tuesday and Thursday nights were the nights when we had the separated room all to ourselves the whole night, so we could stay and train and drill as late as we had energy. Now, we have to share our training space with others. Which, really, isn't terrible--hell, it might even bring a few of them into class to train.
Today, Klint brought his friend Jared in to teach class. Jared earned his black belt from Dave Camarillo at the same time as Klint. He trains up in Brainerd (see also: arctic wasteland). He was preceded by the myth. We started training after he had to take a lot of time off for some injuries, and therefore we never had a chance to train with him.
I don't even know where to begin. He is indescribable. His technique is phenomenal, he is humble and intelligent and exact and---really, just awe-inspiring.
That meant that today, I went to Gina's class from 8 to 930, rolled for a half hour at 1030, then to Klint's/Jared's class ended up going from 12 to 3. To be fair, a lot of that was Klint and Jared showing each other new and different techniques. But that was just as good as class. And jesus I'm tired.
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