Some of you may remember my post about wanting to get back into BJJ after a bad injury, a lot of personal problems, and a LONG lay off. Well, tonight was the night. As soon as I walked into the gym, I could smell that peculiar combination of sweat and mat material. Everyone was super friendly and welcoming, it felt like going back in time. Then began the warm-up. I'm so pathetically out of shape that I could barely get through the shrimp drills and bear crawls. Just drilling the techniques was a struggle. My muscles just don't work like the once did. All the strength and flexibility I achieved is gone. I rolled one round with a purple belt and I it was eye opening just how helpless I was. On the bottom and sucking wind with hardly enough strength to even try to defend. It was embarrassing. On the way home, after I had to take my time just getting into my car, I was struck with the most unexpected feeling: I can't wait to do it again.