I tried something new at the gym today: There’s a guy who teaches karate and does (light) open sparring both standing and on the ground on Sundays. He’s around 220 pounds of solid muscle, has perhaps 2 inches of height on me, and is wicked fast. I worked in, with some nervousness. Stand-up sparring is hard work, and I’ve never grappled without a gi before. Very different, very humbling, and yet one more thing that I don’t know.
The phrase that kept going through my mind was: C’mon, it’ll be fun. You’ll level.