Sometimes its just not your week...

Wouldn't you know it, just when my school schedule clears and I start hitting regular classes on the mat my son brings home some kind of mutant flu strain that kicks the living dog crap out of me. So, here I sit at home with a head and chest full of green snot lamenting about the matches I could have rolled this week :) I always get annoyed when I see, or hear, someone on the mat that is obviously under the weather so I swore I'd never be "that guy." I've lived by, and preached to those that train with me, if you're sick or have ring worm stay the hell away from the mat. No matter how BAD you want to be there, its always appreciated when you don't share your strain of ebola with the group. I hate it though. I know that everyone is learning super cool stuff from coach that I'm going to get smacked with next week when I drag my recovering arse back on the mat. Good times....goooood times :)