Mar 09, 2010 03:30
I practiced outside yesterday.
This means I didn't have to drive 30 minutes, or 3 hours, to get to practice. And I ran through everything TBr I have, which now amounts to . . . 35 techniques, counting both sides.
I didn't have to cheat my big cuts to avoid ceiling fixtures, and I recalled what a luxury-and what a crutch-are smooth, level floors.
Boy, that felt good.