The instructor decided to have a sparring class today which was pretty cool. I had to sit out the last one because I was close to a kettlebell meet. I didn't compete at the meet, but that is another story.
Get in, do your thing, get out. I need to learn to close a bigger gap quicker. Try using California blitz.
I worked on incorporating some black belt kicks. The alternate round kick is something that I will be able to use effectively. It allows me to land in an upright stance facing my opponent. The switch round causes me to land with my back turned.
Another point is that sparring sometimes becomes I take my turn then you take your turn then I take my turn etc etc. While this maybe polite, it also very predictable. One needs to attack while the other person is recovering and at other unexpected times. Essentially, vary the timing.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
Jab, Jab Punch
I have thrown innumerable jabs in karate, but I learned something new about it at tonight's class. My natural fighting position is more turned sideways as opposed to a boxer's stance. It is a habit built over years of defending against and throwing kicks.
The problem with a sideways stance is that the jab ends up like a back fist - quick and snappy, but lacking any real power. The key is to square up my shoulders prior to throwing the jab. This stance allows the jab to come out straighter and puts more of the weight of my body behind the jab.
Tonight's class consisted of bag work - jab, jab punch, jab punch lead hand inverted punch. There is just something cathartic about punching a bag and my skinned knuckles are evidence of it.
The problem with a sideways stance is that the jab ends up like a back fist - quick and snappy, but lacking any real power. The key is to square up my shoulders prior to throwing the jab. This stance allows the jab to come out straighter and puts more of the weight of my body behind the jab.
Tonight's class consisted of bag work - jab, jab punch, jab punch lead hand inverted punch. There is just something cathartic about punching a bag and my skinned knuckles are evidence of it.
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