CrossFit?

Dr. Rhadi Ferguson posted a video on Instragram today with this question:

Do you believe that the #crossfit games does or should determine the world's fittest or best athlete?

Great discussion. You can't deny the idea that crossfitters are likely some of the most 'fit' individuals in the world. Yes, they are utilizing components of power, speed, agility, balance etc. But, I would question what sportive skills are they actually displaying or even practicing? Personally, I believe one of the most fundamental attributes of any athlete is to be able to maneuverer and control your own body weight... as opposed to having the sole ability to maneuverer weight, that's not necessarily your own. Gymnasts are a perfect example of that type of athleticism. To answer this question, I would have to say 'no'. Crossfitters may not be the best athletes in the world. They are athletic, however, and they are way more fit than the average human being. I'm just not convinced that they can practice or expend the same movements and skills in the same capacity as elite athletes as say gymnasts, combat athletes, triathletes, football players, sprinters, etc...

What does a belt in Jiu-Jitsu mean?

Here is a great post from renowned Jiu Jitsu wizard and Rickson Gracie blackbelt, Henry Akins:

"What does a belt in Jiu-Jitsu mean? I've been asked some form of this question a lot lately. Like one person told me they did not feel they deserved the belt they were given, another person asked me what is the difference between a blue and purple belt and had someone else say they are a blue belt but should be a purple... I'm sure many of you have heard something similar. The truth is: THERE IS NO UNIVERSAL STANDARD IN JIU-JITSU FOR WHAT ANY BELT IS! It is completely based on your instructor and even with the same instructor, instructors hold different students to different standards. Sometimes these standards are based on performance like placing well in tournaments or if someone is able to submit a certain level of their training partners in training. Sometimes the standards are based on having a certain level of knowledge so a test might be given. Sometimes the standard is based on the amount of classes attended assuming that after a person has attended a certain amount of classes then they should have a certain level of knowledge. One of the experiences I had that really made me start to think about what a belt means and who deserves one was after a brown belt test done by Rickson for 8 guys probably around 2008-2009. Rickson rewarded all 8 guys with their brown belts even though I was there and helping to grade and I felt about half the guys failed the test. Afterward I asked him why he gave the belts to one of the guys that I thought had failed and he told me this. This guy was 50 years old had been training consistently for years once a week, every Saturday. He would never achieve the level of world champion in any belt but it doesn't mean he does not deserve to get promoted for his persistence and dedication. This was the first time it really dawned on me that the belt is not even based on performance and level or knowledge. This was a guy that was really strong, and tough, was excellent at making tiny adjustments to defend so he was tough to tap out but had almost no offense at all. He didn't have a huge arsenal of techniques and wasn't necessarily smooth at all either, what I thought would kind of be the standards for a brown belt, those were the standards I felt I was held to. Rickson however made me realize not everyone has the potential to reach the same level but everyone has the potential to become a black belt with hard work, persistence and dedication. If you think about it, even within a certain school where everyone was promoted by the same instructor, even among guys with the same belt and stripes no one is ever of equal skill level and training level. Some guys are faster, some guys are stronger, some guys are heavier, some guys have great guards some have great defense, some guys have great mounts or cross-sides, but even with twins their skill level and performance will be different. So my message to you all is do not worry about the color of your belt, focus on learning and growing. The most important thing is you are improving as a person and a martial artist, let go of your ego and focus on becoming more efficient with the techniques of Jiu-Jitsu, if you put the time in the belts will all eventually come."

I'm not sure where the shift took place, but there is certainly a huge saturation of academies who teach JJ as a sport, more so than an art at all. And quite frankly, it's sad. In turn, we're left with schools who emphasize so much on the concept of 'winning' in sport, rather than the idea of winning in life... being the artist before the athlete... and humanizing the art of teaching and learning for the sake of being genuine, honest and impactful beings. I really appreciate coach Akins' example. Too seldom do folks understand that perpetual growth, surpasses the tangible colors of any belt rank.

Fashion in Fighting

(written after Lyoto Machida's win over Rashad Evans)

After three decision victories into the UFC, Lyoto Machida, began to establish his elusive style to the American audience by stopping 3 of his last 4 opponents. Some critics say his style is a complete bore, while others will perceive him as a complicated riddle waiting to be solved. He can be adjacent to the word, perfection, as his undefeated record has yet to be broken. (Un)traditional and (Un)modern may have a new meaning in combat sports. And whether his future bouts end in the same fashion or not, by decision or not, it is Lyoto's personal acclaim and media mongers alike, that MMA has encountered a new design in 'Machida' \kə-ˈrä-tē\.

In today's striking sports there are few that compare to traditional and modern Muay Thai. With the exercise of hands for boxing, shins for chopping, knees for traumatizing, and elbows for slicing, it is the art of eight limbs that has solidfied its tradition as one of the most effective arsenals in combat sports. Not many practical arts are as useful in close, mid and long range fighting. Although, with this appreciation in mind, I will be the first to admit that I do not come from an authentic Muay Thai academy or background. I was first introduced into kickboxing where our hybrid style would mimic the likes of Dennis Alexio, Toshio Fujiwara, and even Ramon Dekkers. We have never claimed or considered ourselves as Thai fighters in the very least for obvious reasons. The practice of Muay Thai concepts was certainly prominent, while the emphasis on leg kicks and knees would see less attention than your modern Nak Muays. As most would say, you can call it American Kickboxing with a strong point towards Western style boxing. But inspite of the label, our camps have never declined a fight in any style. Whether the bout offered K1 rules, Modified Muay Thai, American Kickboxing, or Full Muay Thai... at the end of the day, we showed up to fight. And what better way to segue into the idea of style versus style and the appreciation for the art, period.

As some martial artists will claim their style as superior, every style does have flaws on some levels as do the individuals who practice the art at hand. I can, and always will appreciate Muay Thai as a combat art for what it is. There is pure beauty in witnessing absolute technique of a round kick. The devastation of a Kao would put most in awe. The blow from an elbow can create complete madness. And in all this chaos comes hundreds of years of tradition, respect, and spirit. And on the other spectrum of the world, there are similar styles in American Kickboxing, Low-Kick Kickboxing of Japan, and the European Style Kickboxing of the Dutch. In their own right, they are all effective with a seamless blend of all limb weapons. So what are we questioning? Because at the end of the day a fight, is a fight. Where damage, speed, power, ring control, agression, intelligence, effectiveness, defense, and technique should all be calculated at the judges hands. And it is your responsibility to uphold to your style. To impose your style and the most effective method to become victorious, entertaining, and respectful to your opponent and otherwise. This is the absolute wonder and beauty in this fight game. But the Monday morning quarterbacks will always be just that. A spectator. A witness. A mere member of the audience. So I say, nevermind what the critics say. Ignore the snide remarks of 'he doesn't throw many knees' or 'he's more of a kicker', or he's more of a boxer,' or 'he doesn't fight in authentic Muay Thai fashion.' Whatever it may be, assert and stick to your style, progress with the sport, and appreciate individuality. And as styles do make fights, there is no one particular weapon or style (stand-up)that is superior to any other. Every person and every style can be defeated. In your own journey, application is key. Just imagine the fight game if we all danced to the same beat. I would be bored at prom night too.

'Speed' Is Strength

Speed Kills.

If the trigger of any caliber firearm is pulled, even the super human Matrix- styled martyr could not evade the piercing and uncompromising slaughter of a deadly and speedy bullet. This past weekend, a man know as, Pacman, aka; Manny Pacquiao, won another world title in a record tying sixth weight class where his speed... literally, killed, the opposition in Ricky Hatton.

In the weeks leading up to Manny Pacquiao and Ricky Hatton's much anticipated pugilist affair, there was ample discussion about how styles and strength would be the wildcard to determine who would triumph on May 2nd, 2009. More specifically, it was Hatton, who was constantly considered the bigger and stronger man coming into this bout. It is 'Slick Rick's' strength and un-ochesrtrated brawling style that has led him to 45 professional victories. How could you deny these impressive stats? Moreover, how could anyone deny his successful style. Here, was the handy Brit who could possibly manhandle the physically smaller and theoretically weaker, Pacquiao. Hence, if strength was the deciding factor, the Hitman seemed clear for victory.

Although, in the opposite corner of the ring, Pacquiao was also prepared with his own array of arsenal threats. One weapon, of which, was also a less recognized form of strength... speed. It was this type of strength that dismantled Oscar De La Hoya in 8 rounds. A method and principle of human capacity that was proven in prior bouts with David Diaz and Erik Morales. And a newly formed realm where size and physical intimidation was defeated by blinding maneuver, followed by sheer power. The proving ground for this special version of 'strength' displayed its effectiveness once again as Pacquiao stopped Hatton towards the end of Round 2, without question. Without any tangible answer. Nothing, but a rigid body that would remain on the canvas almost permanently by a precise and undiscriminating force. Speed.

As in most athletic endeavors, there is a collective of physical attributes that compliment performance and eventual victory. Balance, power, strength, explosiveness, mobility, flexibility, agility, and accuracy are just a few points that encompass the prerequisites for athletic performance. In stand-up combat, as in boxing, none of these characteristics can be ignored. Just as Manny Pacquiao has displayed in nearly 50 professional wins, speed is in fact a form of strength. Strength, that can win a fight but more significantly stop another human being... literally. I believe the key to realize and learn is that speed embraces the human body in different forms. It is not a method of strength that is only measured by how fast you can execute a punch from point A to point B, but it is also coveted by the anatomy of footwork, defense, movement, hand and eye coordination, patience, in addition to the ability to physically respond to an action. Speed equates the ability to be elusive. To be fast enough to hit, and, not be hit during the same process. In turn, this is a form of strength. Speed is about how the body presents itself to its opponent. Is the body a slow/fast moving target or is it static? Or maybe seemingly static, then magically disappearing at the first blink of an eye. Strength in speed is just as much powerful as brute size and force. Afterall, if you are unable to hit what you see, or do not possess the ability to dodge or defend what is hitting you in a timely fashion, then speed is undeniably a significant element of strength. So move your muscles fast, if not faster!

I can trust that the next discussion found in either global publications or on the world wide web, the 'strength' of Manny Pacquiao will not be questioned. He is the epitome of power and speed, combined with the punching prowess and precision of a heart surgeon. But unlike those crafty hands that are meant to save lives, Manny will continue to stop the opposition in the ring. Killing the adversary's brute strength with devasting strength of his own. Speed.

Fight First, Win Later

So it's been quite a few months since my last post and much has occurred since then.

This past August of 2008 marked my first Muay Thai bout in over 7 years. To say the least, it was a reviving and fun experience. And at 32 years old, I've proved to many, and more so to myself, that I still have a little bit of 'fight' left in this youthful, yet aging and sore body of mine.

There wasn't much of a game plan or strategical preparation coming into this bout. But I knew for certain that World Team USA produces some of the finer Muay Thai athletes in today's competitive circuit. I could trust that my boxing would be superior against most traditional Thai fighters, as it would eventually prove during my second homecoming to the four-sided circle. The first round saw a punishment of jabs and toxic hooks handed to my opponents dome. But he was quick to respond with a return of low kicks that were less damaging than what they appeared to be. I was caught off balance a few times and kicked in the process. I'm sure the judges saw these exchanges in my opponent's favor. The second, was even or very close, in my eyes. But the 3rd and 4th is where I felt I became stronger while initiating the attack and clearly landing the bigger and more efficient blows. In short, I would suffer my very first loss to a hometown favorite. An obvious sense of frustration and disappointment were prevalent after the winner was announced. But the praises that I received in the aftermath, were certainly assuring that I had fought hard and fair to the last sound of the bell.

Even after nearly 8 months, I am still allured to the idea that I won that fight. And amongst particular circumstances, the 'fight in the dog' becomes much more significant that the win itself. In hindsight, I suppose that without a game plan, and considering my 7 year hiatus, a great performance would supersede on any given day.

Three months later, the so called 'plan' for the coming bout in December of 08 was to display patience and composure. In this instance, the expectation may have been carried out a little too far as my Team Voodoo counterpart was hesitant to engage for the entire fight. I still committed to a patient and composed performance, but lacked the 'fight' as in my previous bout. In the end, mission accomplished; got the 'W' and executed at will.

There is, without a doubt, much to take from each bout you pursue. And in that, a loss brings forth an equal value as does a win. How so? Simply, the fight game is a constant evolution and test of your physical conditioning, emotional stability, gameness, desire, technique, and knowledge. You will not always win in the same fashion, and you won't always win, period. As your opponent's evolve, so will you. Well, at least for those who genuinely plan to succeed. In my recent scenarios it was all bout the 'fight' as in my first return to the ring. The following bout daunted the task of showing poise. There, I won. It was by far not the most exciting fight to witness. But I stuck to the plan.

For my next bout in June, there will be a beautiful bridal of 'fight' and 'poise.' Always evolving, adapting, and adopting a pre-bout 'plan.' Win or lose.

World Combat Sport Challenge- Strikers 3

Hi All,

After nearly 8 weeks of gruesome bagwork, pad drills, sparring, kettlebell swings, clubbell shield casts, 30 second sprints (uphill), turkish get-ups, sledgehammer throws, jump squats, bulgarian training bag tosses, knee sparring, hindu pushups, dieting, and getting my a** kicked in the gym... we're finally just two weeks away from August 16th.

After it's all said and done, it's going to be a good time... at least for me!

'Heart'-ful Honors

There are many apparent ingredients to cultivating one's self as well as your own students in the art and sport of hand-to-hand combat. Skills are developed through repetitive drilling, sparring, and a diligent eye of a coach or professor. Discipline, is learned as one of many unsaid tenets of all martial arts. A strong work ethic is required to build the most durable and conditioned work-machines to ever walk the planet. Either to equate, or outlast the opposition. A supportive team is also crucial to a fighter's success. Providing perpetual knowledge, encouragement, and a facility for expending a rigorous regimen. And when one or more of these ingredients are lacking during the arduous preparations for a bout, the results can be detrimental. Both to the body and the spirit. But how does your body and mind respond when the pre-bout preparations are matched? Where lies the definitive edge when power and speed are too familiar to opposing corner? When skill is matched or even 'out'- matched?

While all these portions are critical to the success of any combat athlete, there are no developmental means to the un-pedagocical entity of having 'heart.' As everyone has an innate will to win, not all, have the desire to persevere through pain and overwhelming adversity. When speed and power are nullified, and your opponent is far from exhaustion just as you are, how is a 'W' received in your favor?

This past weekend marked an eventful bout where one of FSA's up and coming strikers displayed pure will and raw 'heart.' The War of the Heroes event, sponsored by Fairtex, congregated some the best local and even national talent in the Muay Thai circuit. There were beautiful ceremonies of the traditional, Wai Khru, which represented camps from their original home in Thailand. Where styles were abundant, yet choiceful outcomes were not. We cornered from the blue corner, as he trusted us as his outside eyes and ears. The fight was spectacular to say the least. Phil was obviously the heavy-handed powerhouse in this match, where his opponent was the technician in the clinch while keeping his distance from Phil's deadly right hand. Some of the exchanges were even. Spawning the crowd to great applause. Phil stumbled his adversary while the red corner's pride did the same. As Phil's opposition realized that it wasn't safe to bang with a 'banger' they became smart to close the distance and use height and knees to their advantage. Their plan worked at times where Phil was the unlucky recipient of some nasty knees to the midsection. Despite being over-worked in the clinch, Phil kept fighting. Even after being dropped a couple of times. We were able to regroup in between rounds. We told Phil to keep his arsenal simple. "Jab, jab, overhand right!" We all emphasized. "Fuck the clinch, Phil. Don't give him the clinch. Bodylock! Bodylock!" It may have took a few moments for him to figure out his gameplan, but before he even knew it, Phil was able to shut his opponent's clinch-game down. With every attempt to engage the neck, Phil would automatically clutter his opponent's attempt with a bear-hug-like lock. Phil kept fighting. Landing text book jab-overhand rights to a 'T'. Forcing 'red' to now keep Phil away with his rangy 'teep' kick and occasional powershots that intermittently slowed Phil down. But Phil kept fighting. Like a machine. Exhausted, with almost lifeless arms, he effectively continued his jab- overhand right combo until the very end of the fight. Most of which his adversary did not any want part of. But by the time Phil deciphered how to adapt to his opponent's style, it was slightly too late as he had fell short on the judge's scorecards. And although we did not get the 'W' that night, Phil did prove his warrior spirit. After being downed more than once during the electrifying three round battle, his heart showed that he would never give up, and 'fight til' death.' Similar as that of the ancient Spartans. A modern example of true Bushido spirit. An intangible characteristic that cannot be taught. With all skills aside, it's genuinely something that you are born with. Heart. You either have it, or you don't. It's as simple as that.