He was gaining on me and we were running out of space. One could argue I knew what would happen when I beat him in groundwork earlier in practice, but as humans, we tend to sacrifice long term gains for short term victories.
Part of Four Days in London: A memoir about trying to find a way to the Olympics, and finding something else instead. This set of stories take place in late January and continued until March 2010.
The Move in
I finished packing my stuff. It was my last day after a little over a week in the athletes dorm. My friend Taka had told me to bring my things to dojo that night and I would find out who I was living with. At the beginning of practice the coach asked the group who might have space. Several people volunteered, and he chose a man I’d get to know as Sawano...