Yesterday’s training was great: put in some work improving techniques in the clinch, learned a few new entries, tied in some takedowns, and got to crank up the intensity a bit with my partner.
It felt almost too easy stringing combinations together. I started off tired af when I got there and our instructor said, “I guess the coffee kicked in,” to me about 10 minutes or so after we got into it…
…except I hadn’t had any coffee. It was just pure, uncut, love-of-the-craft fueling me.
(Almost made it a full 5 days without any caffeine too
…I cracked in the afternoon after training all morning and had a chai. I’m back to zero caffeine though, so it’s Day 1, again.)
Kenjutsu training was on another level, too.
It felt like I unlocked a door, cracked it open, and stole a glimpse of the secrets to mastery…the door didn’t stay open though 
I have much more practice and meditation to do before I can open that door (and keep it open) on command, but that experience fired me up – and Hero isn’t getting cut from my stack any time soon.