<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:36:56.278-08:00</updated><category term='Chris Lytle'/><category term='Musashi'/><category term='CrossFit'/><category term='Shok Fitness'/><category term='Indy CrossFit'/><category term='conditioning'/><category term='Book of Five Rings'/><category term='Velocity Sports Performance'/><category term='UFC'/><category term='Brazilian Jiu Jitsu'/><category term='Throwbacks'/><category term='Jeff Chapman'/><category term='martial arts'/><category term='Jack Dempsey'/><category term='samurai'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='boxing'/><category term='cagefighting'/><category term='United Fight League'/><category term='work out'/><category term='MMA'/><category term='training'/><category term='Jake O&apos;Brien'/><category term='Strength Training'/><title type='text'>Fighting Words</title><subtitle type='html'>A combat sports enthusiast's one-year quest to transform himself from a casual martial arts practitioner into a professional mixed martial artist. The story is linear, please start from the beginning.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1282227981513799187</id><published>2009-01-25T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:28:42.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redirect</title><content type='html'>I started this blog a little more than a year ago to chronicle my journey from couch potato to professional MMA fighter. That path delivered me to a lot of great, knowledgeable people who helped me greatly improve my fighting skill set as well as my physical and mental health. I may have been naive but I wasn't expecting to veer so far off course, to get so far from my original goal, but the project took on a life of it's own. Trainers became friends, my dream of a book deal became the reality of being a staff writer on the best MMA magazine on the market, and MMA training went from being a novel year-long pursuit to a fully integrated aspect of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in order to fully embrace life as I experience it now and commit to the work that I need to do, I am shutting this blog down. I know that will disappoint both of my readers, but not all is lost. Rather than spread myself over multiple sites, all of my online commentary about MMA, MMA training, and martial arts philosophy, culture, etc, will live on my blog at &lt;a href="http://www.fightmagazine.com/mma-blogs/Neal-Taflinger-25.htm"&gt;FIGHT! Magazine dot com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to get at me there, cool. You can also find me on &lt;a href="http://www.nealtaflinger.com"&gt;Neal Taflinger dot com&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/people/Neal-Taflinger/1582702380"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/taffyonthetown"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/taffyonthetown"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/nealtaflinger"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1282227981513799187?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1282227981513799187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1282227981513799187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1282227981513799187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1282227981513799187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2009/01/redirect.html' title='Redirect'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-8344269491135539977</id><published>2008-07-22T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T21:00:45.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I kicked my house's ass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:u2_IlHo__bf1cM:http://www.nataliedee.com/053005/dishwasher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:u2_IlHo__bf1cM:http://www.nataliedee.com/053005/dishwasher.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Boosted from Natalie Dee dot com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked today, went to the gym, grappled for a while, and then out-wrestled a dishwasher for a unanimous decision. It took Amanda's dad and I four hours and one trip to Lowe's to return stuff we bought last week but we totally kicked my house's ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Banana, slice of Danish. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Indian buffet, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Turkey sandwich, chips, cookies, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Frozen pizza, minestrone, water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Worked on positioning, passing the guard, keeping my position, regaining it if I lost it, scrambling, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-8344269491135539977?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/8344269491135539977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=8344269491135539977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8344269491135539977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8344269491135539977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-kicked-my-houses-ass.html' title='I kicked my house&apos;s ass.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-4120641097978531691</id><published>2008-07-21T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:52:21.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Single legs suck.</title><content type='html'>Ah...back on the wagon. Cooking real food again, going on one month as an ex-smoker, and finding ways to get into the gym more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;Half of a small bowl of cereal. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Small bowl of leftover jambalaya. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Turkey sandwich, chips, cookies. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Three homemade tamales in lettuce wraps, corn on the cob, stir fried green beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 255# daedlift, ring dips, knees to elbows, hand stand push ups. Seven reps, seven rounds for time. 20:18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Single leg takedowns and a couple rounds of grappling. The gym was boiling hot and my technique was sloppier than a roofied sorority sister. I lasted a little more than a hour and a half.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-4120641097978531691?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/4120641097978531691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=4120641097978531691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4120641097978531691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4120641097978531691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/07/single-legs-suck.html' title='Single legs suck.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3680737500427958210</id><published>2008-07-20T14:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:55:39.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working all weekend.</title><content type='html'>Catch up on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3680737500427958210?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3680737500427958210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3680737500427958210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3680737500427958210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3680737500427958210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/07/working-all-weekend.html' title='Working all weekend.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-2783677355614992895</id><published>2008-07-17T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:53:05.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, a night off...OH WAIT</title><content type='html'>So I get home at 6:30 p.m. tonight with nothing to do for the first time in weeks. I am looking forward to making soup and setting up my office before turning in and getting a good night's sleep before my day off. I have to work all weekend so I wanted to take Friday off to hit the gym, CrossFit and MMA, hang out with my lady and our dogs, cook good food, and get some work done around the house. Then we find out that Amanda's grandpa had been hospitalized. That would have been manageable if her Mom's van hadn't broken down in Avon (20 miles from our house?) at 10:30 p.m. Grandpa Collier is under observation with a minor infection in his leg and will be released tomorrow. There goes catching up on sleep. I honestly don't give a fuck about summarizing what I ate today. Pissed off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-2783677355614992895?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/2783677355614992895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=2783677355614992895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2783677355614992895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2783677355614992895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-night-offoh-wait.html' title='Finally, a night off...OH WAIT'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-39064949355513176</id><published>2008-07-15T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T20:09:24.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not fat...</title><content type='html'>Pat is in Vegas with Jake O'Brien this week and there it was mostly new or random dudes at the gym tonight. We warmed up before splitting up into two groups. Chris Lytle went over submissions and escapes while other dudes did rounds of Muay Thai sparring. After that we did Thai drills and calisthenics. Adam, the Muay Thai instructor I have seen rarely in the last few months, told me I gained weight since the last time we talked. I told him I just expand in the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Banana. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Salami sammich, chips, carrots, cookies. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Two slices of cheese pizza and water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Jambalaya and greens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Just moving in the heat is a conditioning program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Worked on escapes from side control, submission chains from keylocks and counter strikes off kicks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-39064949355513176?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-122580595344595497</id><published>2008-07-15T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T10:46:48.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake O'Brien vid from the Indianapolis Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid='clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000' codebase='http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0' width='320' height='305' id='embeddedplayer'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://gannett.a.mms.mavenapps.net/mms/rt/1/site/gannett-indianapolis-532-pub01-live/current/immersiveplayer/immersive/client/embedded/embedded.swf'/&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true'/&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'/&gt;&lt;param name='scale' value='noscale'/&gt;&lt;param name='salign' 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Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3328510188726203635</id><published>2008-07-14T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:28:17.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the grind.</title><content type='html'>I have a confession to make: I just quit smoking. A light smoker for the last several years, I promised Amanda that I wouldn't smoke once we were in the new house. I had cut back from a half a pack a day to one to three cigarettes a day, but it needed to stop. I won't lie - I really enjoy having a couple of cigarettes a day. But when I get busy or stressed two smokes becomes 20 and then I am back to trying to scale it down, all the while promising loved ones that I am seriously going to quit soon. The move into the new house dovetailed conveniently with a week-long trip to Texas; no routine, theoretically no stress. I've had a couple of irritable moments and close calls, but tonight is my two week anniversary without a cigarette. I've experienced some weird detoxing like allergies and my throat generally feeling like shit but overall it's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Beef hot dog, fries, small soda. Crappy lunch because I was stopped on my way out to do a breaking news video. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Turkey melt, chips, soda, cookie at McAllister's. Got highjacked by Amanda's family after CrossFit. Our kitchen hasn't been functional until...well, Amanda is cleaning the rest of the assorted junk from the counters as we speak. Tomorrow I can make food in my own kitchen for the first time since...June. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Burrito from Taco Bell. Hungry again after weeding and mowing our yard (which hadn't been cut since the former owner accepted our offer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 21-15-9 Front squats, pull ups, 600m, 400m, 200m runs. It took me forever to get through the first set of pull ups. I had no grip and my hands kept slipping. Finished in 19:53. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Is "stick-to-it-iveness" a skill? Sportscasters say it so it must be a real word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3328510188726203635?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3328510188726203635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3328510188726203635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3328510188726203635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3328510188726203635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-to-grind.html' title='Back to the grind.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-7262337400106151077</id><published>2008-07-11T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T20:51:00.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't catch my breath.</title><content type='html'>Back from the honeymoon, trying to get the new house functional. Hopefully I will be back to my routine on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-7262337400106151077?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/7262337400106151077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=7262337400106151077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/7262337400106151077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/7262337400106151077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/07/cant-catch-my-breath.html' title='Can&apos;t catch my breath.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1496989946570416203</id><published>2008-06-28T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:45:20.948-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MMA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='martial arts'/><title type='text'>Ok...</title><content type='html'>I am sitting in front of my house overseeing a yard sale so I figured I'd take the opportunity to muse on an argument that seems to be coming back into vogue. The idea that certain martial arts are too lethal to test in competition was bandied about a lot in the early days of MMA. Unfortunately, &lt;a href="http://www.cagepotato.com/2008/06/26/more-kung-fu-versus-mma-nonsense/#comments"&gt;it's back&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a double-barrel kind of idiocy that keeps this argument alive and both sides bring shells to the shooting range. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First is the notion that so-called traditional martial artists are privvy to secret, dangerous techniques that would overwhelm a "sport fighter." Iron claw, dim mak, yada yada yada. I'm sure that in the mists of history some martial artists honed certain techniques to be lethally efficient. Because in the past martial artists actually, like, you know...fought. The average 2008 kung fu dude may have amazing chi and thousands of hours of practice slicing watermelons in mid-air with giant scimitars but he doesn't have a lot of experience, like, you know...fighting. You're going to tell me that your preying mantis strikes are lethal because your teacher was told they were  by some dude at a seminar in in 1974? In a perfect world they might be. Those strikes are pretty accurate on a wing chun dummy - not so much in a real fight. So traditional martial arts dude - don't overestimate myth when you have no practical experience fighting people who know how to fight. You might end up like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4NYXlYj28s&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the truly amusing part of this tragic comedy is MMA fans and practitioners who think that wrestling, BJJ, and Muay Thai comprise the sum total of effective fighting styles. That's a stretch, as it seems that a lot of MMA fans think the double leg takedown is the most devastating technique in a fighter's arsenal. It's funny that fans of a sport that embodies Bruce Lee's "style of no style" are so quick to settle on a handful of arts as being the total repository of worthwhile fighting theory and practice. There are things to be learned from so-called traditional arts - the counter striking of silat, the fast gap-crossing attacks of point fighting to name two. To my mind, the point of MMA is to give practical experience to martial artists who want to distill the pure, effective elements of various arts into one seemless package. So MMA guy - don't throw the baby out with the bathwater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1496989946570416203?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1496989946570416203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1496989946570416203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1496989946570416203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1496989946570416203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok.html' title='Ok...'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-688936037798525298</id><published>2008-06-27T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T19:35:50.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://uberfashion.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/moving6pf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://uberfashion.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/moving6pf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing on a house. Packing and moving. Leaving for a week's vacation on Tuesday. Back to our regularly scheduled programming when I return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-688936037798525298?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/688936037798525298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=688936037798525298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/688936037798525298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/688936037798525298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/06/moving.html' title='Moving.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3059396656230971229</id><published>2008-06-25T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T18:41:31.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chariots of Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dvdtown.com/images/displayimage.php?id=3609"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.dvdtown.com/images/displayimage.php?id=3609" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thirty four-forty," Jeff shouted. "That's your best time ever."&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Jeff, it's my only time ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was day two of the Indy CrossFit Challenge. The workout was simple: Run a 5K. Problem is, the number of times I've run 5000 meters, or 3.1 miles for you 'Mericans, is between not-on-your-life and fat-fuckin'-chance. I had a decent pace for the first mile but I kept slowing down. The trick, I decided, is to not stop. Every time I stop in a CrossFit workout, it gets worse not easier. If you drop the weight you start thinking about how much it's going to suck to pick it up. If you walk during the run, you think about how much your lungs burn, or how heavy your feet feel. Better to suffer for the shortest possible amount of time. So mark it on your calendars, another milestone for Taffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Homemade sausage muffin with ze egg and ze cheese. OJ. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Chicken fajita sammich, chips, sodee pop. Haven't eaten dinner yet - the future is unwritten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; I rode my bike to work and back. See above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3059396656230971229?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3059396656230971229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3059396656230971229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3059396656230971229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3059396656230971229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/06/chariots-of-fire.html' title='Chariots of Fire'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1166025311643095397</id><published>2008-06-24T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T20:32:09.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rogerdean.com/logos/images/33-YesClassicBlue_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.rogerdean.com/logos/images/33-YesClassicBlue_jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked a question you knew the answer to but were still stung by the response?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Pat, honest opinion. Do I need to be in here more?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes." He didn't even look up from what he was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my workouts have been sporadic for the last month. My wedding, other people's weddings, packing up our house, closing on another one, changing jobs and getting busier: my "project" has taken a backseat. But that's kind of the point. "Supposebly" there will be a much more flexible, and later, schedule at Red Cobra/Integrated Fighting so I can go in on Mondays, Wednesdays, or Fridays to work on my jiu jitsu or Muay Thai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Eight ounces of milk, EAS protein powder, banana, assorted berries. Delish. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Tuna sammich, chips, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Grilled chicken salad, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Steak 'n' Shake meal, dog. Father-in-law paid so it was his call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; See below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Jumped in on the latter part of the MMA workout and worked takedowns and armbars. It was one of the more constructive drills I've done in a while and made me more excited for a formal BJJ class. After that we did shots back and forth across the room, then shots with resistance. After that we did pushups in the round which suuuuuuuucked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1166025311643095397?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1166025311643095397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1166025311643095397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1166025311643095397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1166025311643095397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/06/placeholder.html' title='Yes'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-8195076632127922904</id><published>2008-06-19T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T05:09:14.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/8233/untitledbw5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/8233/untitledbw5.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to National Public Radio the other day and there was a piece on a Japanese heritage celebration in Sao Paulo, Brazil. It bore no immediate relevance to MMA but it set some thoughts in motion. Dana White talks about how MMA is THE global sport because everyone understands fighting. While that's true I think he is glossing over a greater truth, which is that MMA embodies globalization. The open-source sport sprang out of challenges issued by masters of Brazillian Jiu Jitsu, itself a mingling of Japanese science and South American soul. Now MMA, like the economy, world music, fusion cusine, is a multi-ethnic stew, the true sport of the future. More on that thought as it develops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; Soda in the morning, couldn't eat lunch until 3 p.m. because of work bullshit, sandwich and chips for dinner, sandwich and chips after the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; I missed the MMA workout today so I went swimming at the Y. I feel really good after we swim laps but it makes my heart pound like crazy, so hard that it hurts my sternum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nopers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-8195076632127922904?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/8195076632127922904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=8195076632127922904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8195076632127922904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8195076632127922904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/06/hm.html' title='Hm'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-6312048562454916107</id><published>2008-06-18T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:28:01.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin' for the man every night and day</title><content type='html'>Still tired from last night, I overslept CrossFit and went to work at 8 a.m. so I could leave early. The ride in was super easy, I felt like I was gliding. Ran around like crazy, at like crap, but I did get shoot clay pigeons all morning and sit in on &lt;a href="http://www.indystar.com/apps/pbcs.dll/section?category=videonetwork&amp;videoID=773629501"&gt;Ice-T rehearsing with the Indianapolis Symphony Orchestra&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Sausage egg McMuffin, Dr. Pepper. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Pizza and breadsticks. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Qdoba, goddamn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1 Sumo deadlift high pull, box jumps, and double unders. I asked Jeff what a good time would be for me. He said 12 minutes. I pushed and pushed and pushed and stopped just enough to breathe and finished in 11:34. Not amazing but competitive with the other guys lifting to prescription. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-6312048562454916107?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/6312048562454916107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=6312048562454916107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6312048562454916107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6312048562454916107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/06/workin-for-man-every-night-and-day.html' title='Workin&apos; for the man every night and day'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-5265003462282609658</id><published>2008-06-17T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:42:32.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fugly.com/media/IMAGES/Crazy/ymca_jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.fugly.com/media/IMAGES/Crazy/ymca_jesus.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dealing with women, oh, all of my life now, but I'm still slow to catch on to the fact that discussions are never just about what you are talking about, noooooo, they are about 100 other things women won't mention until they burst into tears and make you feel like an asshole for not being psychic. The moral of this story is that when your wife asks you to go swimming at the YMCA at 8 p.m. after dinner with her family which was after your MMA workout which was after work the simple answer is, "yes, dear." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news my weight is holding steady now at 250. I am down a pant size and my overall fitness level is rising, but I am not losing a pound. My diet still sucks and that is the hardest thing to fix when my home life is so chaotic. Hopefully we can close on the house and not live amidst boxes forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Small bowl of leftover spaghetti, two eggs. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Two slices of pizza, two breadsticks, small soda. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Italian beef sandwich, small soda. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9:45 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; PB&amp;J, chips, carrots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Swam laps at the Y. Nothing serious, and definitely not high intensity, but it was definitely tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Two five minute rounds of shadow boxing,  two ? minute rounds of grappling. Pat wasn't there today and almost everyone there was getting ready to fight on Saturday so I drilled by myself for a bit - boxng, Muay Thai, BJJ - and took off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-5265003462282609658?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/5265003462282609658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=5265003462282609658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5265003462282609658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5265003462282609658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/06/yes-dear.html' title='Yes, dear'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-4148559280011961132</id><published>2008-06-16T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:28:44.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.redlinebicycles.com/2008-redline/800/Monocog29er-blk-800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.redlinebicycles.com/2008-redline/800/Monocog29er-blk-800.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (My sweet steed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did more before 9 a.m. than most people do all week. I felt really good all day. Strong like bull, a little sleepy in the afternoon, but I crushed my ride home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; So damn hungry today.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Spaghetti with meat sauces. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; PB&amp;J and half an apple. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Tuna sandwich, chips, couple cookies, carrots, can of soda, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; can of soda, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Split a frozen pizza with the lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 6:30 a.m. CrossFit - Five pull-ups, 10 push ups, 15 squats, max rounds in 20 minutes. I knocked out 11 which is...um...half a good performance? At least I am doing workouts to prescription and my GPP is improving. After CrossFit I went to the Y for a little and kept the sweat going on the treadmill, went home, ate breakfast, and rode my bike to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-4148559280011961132?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/4148559280011961132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=4148559280011961132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4148559280011961132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4148559280011961132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-2651126300982303244</id><published>2008-06-13T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T05:43:43.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.prairienet.org/~dwillcox/img/Sweat1Lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.prairienet.org/~dwillcox/img/Sweat1Lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Sweat lodge from Prairie Net.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my first day back at MMA workouts. The garage doors were up in the gym and there was a nice cross breeze but after the six rounds of ground and pound against the cage I was sopping wet. Jake O'Brien worked on takedowns with me and another guy and for the first time I think I may actually be able to include them in my tool box. Two five minute rounds of rolling with strikes wrapped up my day. Then I walked over to the garage door and dry heaved before wringing the sweat out of my shirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; Nothing in the morning. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;12:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Indian buffet - salad, rice, vegetables, chicken, bread, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Two beef hot dogs, baked beans, mac and cheese, potato salad, steamed broccoli. Can you say wedding weekend barbecue leftovers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; See above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; See above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-2651126300982303244?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/2651126300982303244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=2651126300982303244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2651126300982303244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2651126300982303244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/06/sweat-lodge-from-prairie-net.html' title=''/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-6682817323190289858</id><published>2008-06-11T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:16:07.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stationnight.com/Homer-Sleep1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.stationnight.com/Homer-Sleep1.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(GIS for sleep.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got off work late yesterday and couldn't fight through traffic and construction to get to the gym on time to workout. We're already packing up the house so I ran some errands and picked up a truckload of boxes from Amanda's parents. I crashed out at a reasonable hour and felt halfway human by 7 a.m. this morning. Ate a little less like crap yesterday but I did kill another salad. Club sandwich today, looking forward to getting in the kitchen tonight to prepare some better food to take to work with me and clear the remaining soda and beer from the fridge to donate to the homeless. With any luck I'll make the PM CrossFit workout this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Club sammich, chips, soda. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Spaghetti and meat sauce, water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 21-15-9, hang clean press, wall ball, box jumps. 18:28. I started out like a maniac, flamed out by the second round but finished strong. My back hurt so goddamn bad today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-6682817323190289858?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/6682817323190289858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=6682817323190289858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6682817323190289858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6682817323190289858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/06/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3325140724350762475</id><published>2008-06-10T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T08:42:36.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunder thighs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.exrx.net/Graphics/QuadricepsAnterior.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.exrx.net/Graphics/QuadricepsAnterior.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From &lt;a href="http://www.exrx.net"&gt;Exrx&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my first day back at Indy Crossfit. It wasn't the worst experience of my life, but I was gassed about a third of the way through the work out. It seems that taking two and a half weeks off from the gym, working two weekends in a row, getting married the weekend after, and living on a diet of meat, chocolate, and booze makes you feel like shit. Whoodathunkit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Soda, leftover pizza. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt;Turkey and bacon wrap, chips, diet Coke, big salad. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Qdoba burrito, soda. Not a lot of water, lots of soda. It's funny how far and fast you can veer off track when you stop making a conscious, daily effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Seven front squats (115#), seven knees-to-elbows, seven ring dips, 385 meter run, max rounds in 20 minutes. The squats and knees-to-elbows were cake, the ring dips were tough, and the runs killed me. I almost finished my fourth round but didn't have enough time for the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skeeels&lt;/span&gt; None.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3325140724350762475?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3325140724350762475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3325140724350762475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3325140724350762475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3325140724350762475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/06/thunder-thighs.html' title='Thunder thighs'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1369619716483901484</id><published>2008-06-08T10:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T10:17:48.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day After</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ouroneheart.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/wedding-cake-topper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.ouroneheart.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/wedding-cake-topper.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one of married life. It would be nice to relax now but we are closing on a house in early July so there is no rest for the wicked. Back to work on Monday - at my job and at the gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1369619716483901484?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1369619716483901484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1369619716483901484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1369619716483901484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1369619716483901484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-after.html' title='The Day After'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-8934585576572572966</id><published>2008-05-29T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T15:58:29.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Rocky Mountain Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theonion.com/content/files/images/Denver-Broncos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.theonion.com/content/files/images/Denver-Broncos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(GIS for "Denver." From the Onion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in Big Sky Country until Saturday evening to interview Roger Huerta for FIGHT! My body clock is all screwed up but I am a little more relaxed than I have been the last couple of days. The wedding is eight days away, Amanda and I might be putting an offer in on a house, and I am under the gun with 9-to-5 and freelance work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; Crap, morning, noon, and night. Short term derailment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 400 meter run, 50 push ups, 400 meter run, 50 sit ups, 400 meter run, 50 squats, 400 meter run. Somewhere in the neighborhood of 15 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-8934585576572572966?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/8934585576572572966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=8934585576572572966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8934585576572572966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8934585576572572966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/out-rocky-mountain-way.html' title='Out Rocky Mountain Way'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-6322414164258137412</id><published>2008-05-26T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T06:59:47.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk, walk, walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SDrAjRk4W2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/sUSndScUZxo/s1600-h/Map+Screenshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SDrAjRk4W2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/sUSndScUZxo/s400/Map+Screenshot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204684031626074978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode my bike to work at 10 a.m. on Saturday, got home around 2:30 p.m., then went back to work at a quarter to 7 a.m. Sunday to work the race. Since I'd be done at 3 p.m., I was told I could carpool home early. Problem was, the early carpool left without calling me. My options were to wait until 8 p.m. and leave with the other photographers or walk home from the track. I started walking around 4 p.m. Five and a half miles with thirty pounds of gear after working all day. Sucked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-6322414164258137412?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/6322414164258137412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=6322414164258137412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6322414164258137412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6322414164258137412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/walk-walk-walk.html' title='Walk, walk, walk'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SDrAjRk4W2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/sUSndScUZxo/s72-c/Map+Screenshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-6000926701496850703</id><published>2008-05-26T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T06:17:23.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be the hammer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.80stees.com/images/products/Thor_Hammer_Costume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.80stees.com/images/products/Thor_Hammer_Costume.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's how you do it," Jeff Chapman said. "That's how you do it every time." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bent over gasping for air after the day's CrossFit workout when Jeff contragulated me on a good effort. Before I started he told me he wanted me to finish in less than 18 minutes so I started strong and managed to keep a pretty good pace throughout. When I headed out for the last run Jeff told me I had just over two minutes to make time so I decided to push it and finish sub-17. I ran as hard as I could manage and came in at 16:44, my best CrossFit performance to date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That good news is tempered by bad news, or at least bad news in my little world. With just a couple weeks to go until the wedding and the Indianapolis 500 and a freelance work trip to Denver between now and then, I decided that it is in my best interest to take a couple weeks off of MMA workouts. It's not a ton of time each week but it's a huge energy expenditure and one more thing to accomodate in my schedule. It sucks, but life will be much less complicated the second week of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; Honestly I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditionin&lt;/span&gt; 50 squats, 200 meter run, 50 push ups, 200 meter run, 50 sit ups, 200 meter run, 50 box jumps, 200 meter run, 50 double unders, 200 meter run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-6000926701496850703?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/6000926701496850703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=6000926701496850703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6000926701496850703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6000926701496850703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/be-hammer.html' title='Be the hammer'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3682031505970628824</id><published>2008-05-21T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:01:00.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dull Ache</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.com/url?q=http://byrdhouse.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/headon_byrdhouse.jpg&amp;usg=AFQjCNG7RYNAzgKtnEzUeLmMgTiC_07jMw"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.google.com/url?q=http://byrdhouse.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/headon_byrdhouse.jpg&amp;usg=AFQjCNG7RYNAzgKtnEzUeLmMgTiC_07jMw" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days are peeling off the calendar quicker and quicker and the wedding that seemed so far away is hurtling toward us. Juggling work and last minute wedding details gave me a dull, achey headache that made me want to lie down after work and not get up until tomorrow. In a moment of will power, self abuse, or stupidity, I figured that CrossFit would either eleviate my headache or make something else hurt bad enough that my head wouldn't be foremost on my mind. Sure enough, after the workout my headache was gone. I chilled out for an hour after I got home and then went to Self Defense Systems for a class Jerry Smith is calling "secrets of the temple." It's an invite-only class for his longtime students so that he can teach techniques and strategies he learned from Joe Lewis while competing. Fifteen-year old Neal would have attended the class and gone home. Twenty-nine-year old Neal took notes and did drills on the bag afterwards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Amanda just told me that she spent $280 dollars on books at Teacher Appreciation Week at the Scholastic Book warehouse. Jesus fucking christ. I think the headache is coming back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Soda and mini-donuts. Fuck me. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Pizza and water. Feeling worse. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; PB&amp;J, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Wendy's. Why not finish the day on a high note?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 21 15 9 Hanging clean, pullups, 600/400/200 meter run. Finished in 16:30. Felt faster but pull ups kill me. At least I am doing workouts to prescription now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Worked on slip kicks, squeeze steps, switch steps and entry kicks off angles. Jerry gives me a hard time about throwing my lead hand down when I kick now but when done quickly and correctly you're shielding your chin with the shoulder. You can't be 100% protected 100% of the time. I am accepting the fact that learning Muay Thai is changing how I approach American Kickboxing but my AKB colors my Muay Thai, too. I started working on karate-style kicks again just to have them in my arsenal, adding mechanical elements from Muay Thai to add a little oomph to them. I would explain more but these are secrets of the temple, man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/5685922_e97ef39489.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/5685922_e97ef39489.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Does this guy look like a good secret-keeper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3682031505970628824?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3682031505970628824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3682031505970628824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3682031505970628824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3682031505970628824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/dull-ache.html' title='Dull Ache'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1919576022474107949</id><published>2008-05-20T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:37:58.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/ency/images/ency/fullsize/9951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/ency/images/ency/fullsize/9951.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't get to the gym today because Amanda needed my help cleaning out her classroom.  Moving crap from the second story of the school into our basement got my blood flowing. I chopped wood when we got home to blow off steam. I am training someone to take over the more tedious aspects of my job which I am happy about but spending a day discussing something you hate in fine detail is maddening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to get wound up about wedding details. Between now and my wedding day, I have to finish a feature story for FIGHT!, work through &lt;a href="http://www.indy500.com/"&gt;race weekend&lt;/a&gt;, fly to Denver to work on a cover story for FIGHT!, and finish 100 little things before my bachelor party and the rehearsal. In lighter news, Amanda is watching NCIS and tonights episode features Oleg Taktarov in a bit role as well as a scene shot in what appears to be the same desert diner as this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kxtoc2fKHeg"&gt;Bleeding Through video&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Sausage sandwich and fruit salad. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Chicken burrito, cookie, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Leftover pizza, water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Jack and shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1919576022474107949?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1919576022474107949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1919576022474107949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1919576022474107949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1919576022474107949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/stress.html' title='Stress.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-8728551258240666669</id><published>2008-05-19T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T18:51:59.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exhausted from the upheaval of the weekend, overslept CrossFit. Rode my bike to work again. It's getting easier and easier. Riding home in the cold (November) rain? Not so much. Had to work late, missed my makeup CrossFit workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Smoothie (milk, EAS protein powder, blackberries, banana), tuna sandwich. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Thai chicken wrap, chips, soda. Had to get out marriage license during lunch. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Pizza, breadsticks. Out of groceries, too broke and exhausted for shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Does the commute count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nothin'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-8728551258240666669?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/8728551258240666669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=8728551258240666669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8728551258240666669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8728551258240666669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/rode-my-bike-to-work-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-6875369119538540129</id><published>2008-05-16T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:13:50.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike to Work Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SC5NZ7M8xBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Cf3ass7wSes/s1600-h/bikemowerA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SC5NZ7M8xBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Cf3ass7wSes/s400/bikemowerA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201179727443575826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;a href="http://www.indystar.com/apps/pbcs.dll/section?category=videonetwork&amp;videoID=743090122"&gt;Bike to Work Day&lt;/a&gt; so I rode into work, shot and edited two videos, and rode home. That and some discssions with Amanda about finances wore me out before I made it to CrossFit. Not much to tell, just a busy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Smoothie - milk, protein power, banana, blackberries. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Two slices of pizza, two breadsticks, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Spaghetti with meat sauce, garlic bread, soda. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Pitcher of Budweiser, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 21-18-15-12-9-6-3 Sumo deadlift high pull, ring push ups, double unders. 18:56. I feel like my cardio conditioning is the only thing holding me back at CrossFit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-6875369119538540129?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/6875369119538540129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=6875369119538540129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6875369119538540129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6875369119538540129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/bike-to-work-day.html' title='Bike to Work Day'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SC5NZ7M8xBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Cf3ass7wSes/s72-c/bikemowerA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-5258234954108015400</id><published>2008-05-15T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:16:43.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.judoinfo.com/images/choke3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.judoinfo.com/images/choke3.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat is encouraging about my jiu jitsu but it gets frustrating when the only measure of progress is how long it takes to get tapped out. "At least you rolled," Pat said after one round. "I mean, I still had your arm but you bought yourself another 20 seconds." I am learning to fight through chokes and joint locks, to keep being explosive when I feel spent, to do that whole cliche "never say die" thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; PB&amp;J, chips, chicken noodle soup. Weird breakfast? Surely. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; French fries. Busy day. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Steamed vegetables, spaghetti, garlic bread. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; About an hour of grappling, off and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Worked on submission defense and positioning, how to break body triangles and chokes, how not to be weak and afraid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-5258234954108015400?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/5258234954108015400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=5258234954108015400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5258234954108015400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5258234954108015400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/ping.html' title='Ping!'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-2776139863659272112</id><published>2008-05-14T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T18:24:19.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just 'cos the egg's broke don't mean it's cookin'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tfhrc.gov/pubrds/04nov/images/paniati1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.tfhrc.gov/pubrds/04nov/images/paniati1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule has been bumper to bumper the last couple of days. On Monday I put on thermals and a sauna suit and hit the treadmill at the Y for 45 minutes. Then it was the 7:15 a.m. workout at CrossFit, home for a protein/fruit smoothie, walk the dog, shower, and ride my bicycle to work. I rode home in the afternoon, chilled out for a bit, wrapped up a freelance story and then worked late on my nightlife &lt;a href="http://www.indy.com/posts/8129"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to sleep in a tiny bit on Tuesday but I rode my bike to work again (approx. 10 miles round trip) so my legs were shot by the time I got to the gym for Tuesday afternoon's MMA workout. To hear other people tell it I am getting skinnier and my ground game (while still shitty) is improving. I was trying to pass Pat McPherson's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guard_(grappling)"&gt;guard&lt;/a&gt; and I was combining two movements rather than take one and wait for the other. "Knee up is knee up, passing is passing," McPherson said. "Just 'cos the egg's broke don't mean it's cookin'." He told me my breathing is getting better and that I'm not "spazzin' out" when I don't need to. I'll take his word for it. I grabbed dinner when I got home and cleaned up before going out to shoot a video and didn't get home until midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a wash. I need to rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-2776139863659272112?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/2776139863659272112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=2776139863659272112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2776139863659272112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2776139863659272112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/busy.html' title='Just &apos;cos the egg&apos;s broke don&apos;t mean it&apos;s cookin&apos;.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-4635626613674526592</id><published>2008-05-09T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T20:31:05.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I cried during CrossFit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:fE5VDPeGrlJxlM:http://www.artdayout.com.au/imgs/Girl-Crying_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:fE5VDPeGrlJxlM:http://www.artdayout.com.au/imgs/Girl-Crying_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried during CrossFit. I admit it. We were doing the Bear - deadlift, hanging clean, push press, full squat equals one rep. Seven reps per round, seven rounds for time. The Bear is on par with man-makers in terms of sheer sadistic abuse. About four rounds in my back is screaming - I turned my toes outward a bit to open my hips during the squat. Everything's good. Except when I bring the bar up and over after the squat I dropped the bar, thus setting myself to turn the 95# deadlift into a Good Morning, lifting the weight with my back. I had trouble standing after round five. I was sweating so much no one could tell that I was crying. I stretched it out, knocked out two more rounds in total agony, and collapsed in a heap. I laid on the mat, swatting at what I thought was a hair in my eye, but it was actually steam rising from my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-4635626613674526592?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/4635626613674526592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=4635626613674526592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4635626613674526592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4635626613674526592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-cried-during-crossfit.html' title='I cried during CrossFit.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1729227420036553734</id><published>2008-05-09T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T09:54:36.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indy CrossFit'/><title type='text'>Cloudy days, chasing the sun away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:SmRqxCzx1IrZ2M:http://www.bumfuzzle.com/Pictures_VW/Canada/CN%2520Cloudy%2520Day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:SmRqxCzx1IrZ2M:http://www.bumfuzzle.com/Pictures_VW/Canada/CN%2520Cloudy%2520Day.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been cloudy and raining for days which really screws with my mood. If that weren't enough I was on deadline for two freelance stories, Amanda was all wound up about the fact that the principal of her school is a total beast and oh yeah, someone tried to kick our door in when we were at work. Super. No MMA workouts so far this week but I am going to the gym tomorrow, and I've gotten good work in at Indy CrossFit. Wednesday was brutal - 265 meter run, 20 55# kettlebell swings, 20 wallballs, seven muscle ups &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(see video below)&lt;/span&gt;, five rounds for time. It took me just over 33 minutes. My back locked up so bad it felt like someone "loopied" a muscle, pulling me over to the left as I ran or walked. I gotta warm up and stretch more. We're short on groceries, eating too much crap, need to be more goal-oriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YGxbOFKvszY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YGxbOFKvszY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(We did jumping muscle ups on gymnast rings, but Mango here will give you an idea of what the exercise is.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1729227420036553734?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1729227420036553734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1729227420036553734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1729227420036553734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1729227420036553734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/cloudy-days-chasing-sun-away.html' title='Cloudy days, chasing the sun away'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-4056474394584183788</id><published>2008-05-06T12:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T12:15:00.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm checking out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c276/TalRasha37/13136930.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c276/TalRasha37/13136930.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up at the ass crack of (pre-) dawn to shoot and edit videos about the election today. Presidential primaries, Congressional seats up for grabs, and Indiana is in the global spotlight. I ran into people from Al Jazeera America. I bet they never get hassled. I am beat - no workout tonight, just rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;5:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; 24 ounce coffee, mini-donuts. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; 32 ounces of water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; 12-inch veggie sub, chips, cookies, soda. Thanks, Jared!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-4056474394584183788?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/4056474394584183788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=4056474394584183788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4056474394584183788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4056474394584183788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-checking-out.html' title='I&apos;m checking out.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3095126410163465302</id><published>2008-05-05T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T18:48:02.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.uh.edu/engines/bicycle.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.uh.edu/engines/bicycle.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beat. CrossFit, ride to work, have a shitty day at work, ride home. I have to wake up at 5 a.m. to shoot and edit video of the Democratic primary election tomorrow, so I am knocking this off and heading to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Turkey and swiss on an English muffin, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Tuna sandwich. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Pizza, breadsticks, soda. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Turkey melt, carrots, soup, water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Cinco De Mayothon. Five pull ups, five box jumps, five situps, max rounds in five minutes. One minute rest, then five burpees, five thrusters, five double unders, max rounds in five minutes. One minute rest, then five push-ups, five wallballs, five sumo deadlift high pulls, max rounds in five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3095126410163465302?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3095126410163465302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3095126410163465302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3095126410163465302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3095126410163465302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-want-to-ride-my-bicycle-i-want-to.html' title='I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike...'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1861603639244836483</id><published>2008-05-03T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T13:47:48.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SBzMht72RsI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yl7MAzQ1wME/s1600-h/EvanTanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SBzMht72RsI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yl7MAzQ1wME/s320/EvanTanner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196252949717075650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("Who's got the pad thai hookup?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed up at CrossFit this morning and no one was there. Don't know what's up with that. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dan_Christison"&gt;Dan Christison&lt;/a&gt; showed up at the gym today to work out with Jake O'Brien. Word was that &lt;a href="www.sherdog.com/fightfinder/fightfinder.asp?FighterID=212 "&gt;Evan Tanner&lt;/a&gt; was going to workout, too, but as far as I could tell he showed up, got directions to a Thai restaurant and bailed. Felt like shit when I was grappling today. Need more mat time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Smoothie - milk, protein powder, strawberries, blackberries. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Tuna sandwich, lots of water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1:45 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Tuna sandwich, fries, soda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; See below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Muay Thai shadowboxing/takedown drills, walk knees, clinch work, three rounds of kicks seperated by push ups, several rounds of live takedowns and grappling seperated by jogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1861603639244836483?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1861603639244836483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1861603639244836483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1861603639244836483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1861603639244836483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/uh.html' title='Uh...'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SBzMht72RsI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yl7MAzQ1wME/s72-c/EvanTanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3309572814680765191</id><published>2008-05-01T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T06:37:15.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New gym, old feeling</title><content type='html'>I showed up at Throwbacks today and the parking lot was empty. A sign on the door read, "We've moved. Call Pat." I peered in the window and the warehouse was empty. I called Pat and got directions to the new gym on the east side. It's another warehouse, but this one has running water. It's the home of the Red Cobra Wrestling club, more on that on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We worked on Thai clinch and knees, running laps around the large mat and doing pull ups between rounds. "I saw you ripping off those pull ups man, I was surprised," said Keith Palmer. Backhanded compliment or not, I'll take it. After several rounds of that we moved to the cage where I rolled with another heavyweight named Jamie and a Thai boxer named Nick Hyde. Nick has been a nomad for the last decade, training with just about every legit fighter in Indianapolis at one point or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it was stress or back pain flaring up, but my ground game was shittier than usual. I wasn't doing what I know how to do and I was putting myself in bad spot after bad spot. It was extremely frustrating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3309572814680765191?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3309572814680765191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3309572814680765191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3309572814680765191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3309572814680765191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/05/placeholder.html' title='New gym, old feeling'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-4572611770293506026</id><published>2008-04-30T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T15:17:19.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell's treadmill threw me off.</title><content type='html'>I am pushing to get a cover story (that I didn't want) done for the publication I work for while transitioning into a new job. That means I worked past when I normally would have and lost my MMA workout yesterday and my CrossFit today. I could have done CrossFit this morning but I was exhausted and felt like shit. I am eating ok, as good or better than normal, but I just felt like crap today. I am chalking it up to dealing with douchebag/incompetent publicists. Missing workout fucks with my mood. I get really bummed on myself, frustrated and afraid that I will punk out on this whole project like I have so many other things. Back on the treadmill tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-4572611770293506026?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/4572611770293506026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=4572611770293506026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4572611770293506026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4572611770293506026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/hells-treadmill-threw-me-off.html' title='Hell&apos;s treadmill threw me off.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3571186644747162455</id><published>2008-04-28T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:08:32.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indy CrossFit'/><title type='text'>Hell's treadmill never stops</title><content type='html'>Not a super eventful day unless you count morning CrossFit, work, and getting deadlines on two freelance magazine stories (three weeks + 4,000 words = pressure). I ate a lot today but never really felt stuffed, and I feel good about what I ate with the exception of dinner. I really really really hate leaving work and being forced to run around until 8 or 9 p.m. at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Homemade smoothie (locally produced organic milk, frozen berries, EAS Whey protein). &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; PB&amp;J. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; My friend took me out for a late birthday lunch. Small beef with broccoli and a bowl of hot &amp; sour soup. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Bowl of chicken and vegetable curry over rice and greens. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Arby's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 21-15-9. 135# sumo deadlift high pull, box jumps, double unders, 400 meter row. I couldn't catch my breath but I finished in 17-ish minutes. I've got pull ups and box jumps, now double unders is the next exercise I need to start performing as prescribed. I rode my bike to work this morning but chucked in in the back of my truck when Amanda came downtown this evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3571186644747162455?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3571186644747162455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3571186644747162455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3571186644747162455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3571186644747162455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/hells-treadmill-never-stops.html' title='Hell&apos;s treadmill never stops'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-6897254441133455746</id><published>2008-04-26T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T15:28:41.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Off" days...</title><content type='html'>I went to Throwbacks on Thursday and we worked mostly on boxing. Lots of rounds of shadowboxing, double-end bag, and heavy bag work. I was pretty run down on Friday so I rode my bike to work and back before going out to dinner for my Mom's birthday. Still lagging today so I got up early and ran errands before doing a couple of hours worth of yard work and gardening. I just woke up from a much needed nap and started doing food prep for next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-6897254441133455746?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/6897254441133455746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=6897254441133455746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6897254441133455746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6897254441133455746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/off-days.html' title='&quot;Off&quot; days...'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3601142015542220560</id><published>2008-04-24T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T05:24:35.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strength Training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeff Chapman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CrossFit'/><title type='text'>Jeff Chapman and Indy CrossFit</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uMvjvWv_yI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uMvjvWv_yI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Chapman is the owner of Indy CrossFit, the gym where I do my strength and conditioning work. He sat down with me one afternoon after our workout to do what turned out to be a very long Q&amp;A. I normally wouldn't publish an interview in its entirety, but I think in this case the juice is worth the squeeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is your athletic and fitness background?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started competitive powerlifitng when I was in high school, played  Football and track in high school. I was good enough to play football and track in college as well (Anderson University). Got my CPT when I was 18, my freshman year in college. Pretty much from then it’s always been a part of what I’ve done. I worked at several YMCAs as a wellness director, taught classes at a YMCA or another fitness facility. The big thing I do now is Highland Games. I have martial arts background, BJJ – I started doing that in ‘96, and Krav Maga, I started that about two years ago. (Also competed for a time as a sprint triathelete) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How did you get into CrossFit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About eight years ago, even before the CrossFit website went up, there was a couple of guys from Indianapolis went out to California to train at the Gracie Academy. The came back and told some of us who were training up at Greg Eldred’s at the time about some CrossFit programs. I did a little research, called some people I knew in California, and started doing some of the crazy stuff they were doing out there. About three years ago is when I started in earnest, doing the website WODs. Eight years ago I was actually doing them at the YMCA. The WODs were not very advanced back then it was like, “Deadlift and go run, deadlift and go run, deadlift and go run, ok, you’re done.” Most people didn’t look at us too crazy, then about three years ago I just started doing it in my garage.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So much of it is open-source, how can you tell who is a legitimate CrossFit trainer and how do you become a CrossFit affiliate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the decision that I really wanted to open a gym. I ran several very large YMCAs and it’s always been a passion of mine. There was really no place to do CrossFit except in my garage and there’s got to be a faction of people like me who like more aggressive workouts. The wife gave me the blessing and I basically took my life savings and opened the gym. At that point I realized I needed to get CrossFit certified as well so I went to CrossFit certification. To answer your original question, you can tell a good CrossFit trainer if they understand the methodology, if they understand the exercises, and if they know how to structure a workout for people to get a full-blown CrossFit experience. Are there a lot of people doing CrossFit from the website? Absolutely, and there’s nothing wrong with that. Are there people doing CrossFit from the website and calling themselves CrossFit trainers? Probably. But I think you can tell the difference right away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What are metabolic pathways?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to look at strength training, the aerobic, and the anerobic. When you look at a workout like we did today, the double-unders are almost aerobic conditioning, then you throw in the pullups, the dips and the pushups and you get some strength training in there and an anerobic program.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do you say to critics who say you can’t effectively train all three at the same time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CrossFitter vs. Distance athlete – Over the first 800 meters I’m going to be a lot faster than you and a lot stronger than you. Do we go out and hammer mileage and get really good at distance running or do we stay in the gym and hammer strength training and get really strong or do we do a combination of both so we’re kinda strong, kinda can run, and can do other stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Why do you think people are so loyal to old-school isolated movements?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would much rather do a set of bicep curls, work up a sweat and go home and have a good pump on and feel good than do what we did a few minutes a go where you’re completely trashed and laying on the mat. I only have once chance to do this in life, I only have once chance to live my life the way I wanna live it, and to me, the body is a special portion of that. I might as well push it to the limit. A lot of people see it as stupid and hard and they think, ‘I’m going to go do my bench press and preacher curls and call it a day.’ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Some critics say that CrossFit is dangerous because you’re throwing weight quickly, training for time, working to capacity and beyond, and that it’s not ideal for most people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggle with that myself, sometimes. I don’t want anyone to think I am a CrossFit Kool Aid drinker because I’m not. I’m a CrossFitter because it works for me. Does it work for everybody? I don’t know, but it works for me. I do think you have to have some level of virtuosity in your technique. I do believe that you have to have a strong basis of being able to (move) weight with good technique. If Joe Smith comes in off the street and says ‘I’ve never worked out before,’ am I going to have him do the same thing we did tonight? Probably. Am I going to have him do the same weight and repititions? Absolutely not. Am I still going to try to get him to use full range of motion and proper technique? Definitely. I do think once you understand the technique you’ll have the ability to do a greater workload. Are there people out there that are doing it on their own and getting hurt? Absolutely. I hate to say this but I think that’s the difference between doing it in your garage and doing it at an affiliate where there’s a trained observer to tell you, ‘That’s total crap, you’re not doing it right.’  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You mentioned CrossFit Kool Aid. As loyal as people are to traditional training methods, CrossFitters tend to be even freakier when it comes to promoting what we do. What’s up with cult references and people getting so defensive about CF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s tounge-in-cheek now, people make fun of the cultish behavior. I think it’s the way with anybody that finds something that works, something that makes them a better person. I do feel like a better person, a lot of stress has been relieved from my life since I started doing CrossFit. Your natural reaction is what? To share it with someone, especially when someone says, ‘Hey, I notice a change, you look different, you’re acting different.’ I wouldn’t be doing my due diligence if I didn’t tell people when they asked. I think that’s the cultish behavior. Proselytyzing…some CrossFitters take it a little too far. It is a tight-knit community. You can find out about any CrossFitter in the world in a minute online.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How do you taper workouts so CF doesn’t interfere with athletic competition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve always been a big believer in tapering. My rest is really important. I believe if you are going to do something as strenuous as a mixed martial arts fight there’s no way you’re going to be able to come in here and do CrossFit two or three days out and be 100% for the fight. Two weeks out maybe too much (rest) but a week and a half is probably about right. For Highland Games I need to take off two or three or days off so I feel like a spring ready to go off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This is the first time I’ve never had goals in a gym. What do you say to people who see that as a drawback?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at the workout and think, ‘I can do this in X amount of time, can do this in X amount of time, can do this in X amount of time, so I should be right around this amount of time for the whole workout.’ Set goals of doing 25 repetitions in a row instead of 10, or 100 straight squats. Those are big things to achieve. If you break things down, and I hate to say compartmentalize, you’re probably going to do fairly well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Boutique, “high performance” training has gotten more popular. Have you seen an uptick in interest recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s just too damn hard. I really thought there had to be about 100 to 150 people in Indianapolis that would probably be interested in something like this. I have not found that to be the case. I think it’s the simple fact that most people don’t want to work hard. In fact, I just had this conversation with someone before you came in tonight. Most people don’t want to work hard at their job. Most people don’t want hard at home, they don’t want to work too hard on their families, so why in the hell would they want to work hard in a work out? I hate to say it, but maybe this goes back to the cultish behavior. People like us have have a tendency to be a little bit off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Is CrossFit hard on joints?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I tell people this and they don’t believe me; I’ve had knee problems most of my life and since I started doing CrossFit, deep squats, I’ve had no knee issues, knock on wood, and my shoulder, from bench pressing, power lifting, I’ve always had range of motion issues. Since I started doing full range of motion pull-ups, again, knock on wood, I’ve had no problems. However, CrossFit has a tendency to breed tendonitis. I have no scientific analysis to back that up but from my small sampling of the group of people we have here, tendonitis has been bred I think from the pull-ups and the increased workload.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do you think about my progress from November to now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big thing I’ve noticed is that I think you understand now what it takes to work hard. It just wasn’t there. I don’t know if it’s been a humbling experience, because a humbling experience is when some people all of the sudden excel and other people say, ‘I’m never going back there because they’re a bunch of jerks.’ I do see now that it clicks in your head. You do truly understand that it takes a lot to put forth 100% effort in this workout. Obviously I’ve noticed that you’ve lost weight, it looks like you’ve firmed up, but I think more than anything is the ability to master your mind. That’s probably the biggest thing I’ve noticed.  &lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen the progress and I think you’re starting to understand the techniques. I think the next step is to get you to lose a little more weight and start hammerin’ it hard. If we can get you down to 220, 225, I think you’ll start hammerin’ it hard, I really do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What’s the learning curve where people really start to see gains with CrossFit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s three to six months. If you’re a former athlete or a pretty good athlete maybe less time than that. Usually it’s about six months. You spend a lot less time looking around and a lot more time looking to your next exercise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Could you explain the Ferrari theory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ferrari theory is something I came up with while selling high-performance vehicles. A guy I used to work with said the Porsche was capable of doing a lot more than I was capable of doing with the car. I was fortunate enough to finally buy a Porsche and I had it out on 465 one day and I was doing 125 miles per hour and I got scared, like, shitless scared, and the car kinda sat low, like, dude, whatever you got, bring it on. I talked to they guy and he said ‘the car is capable of going 180 miles per hour. You are not capable of driving it that fast because you are not trained to drive it that fast.’ Your body is capable doing a lot more than you ever, ever imagined. However, we’ve got a built-in mechanism by whoever engineered us that says, ‘Neal, whenever you reach 120 miles per hour you need to ratchet it down because you’re gonna kill yourself.’ But once you train yourself to go up to 120, 130 miles an hour, you realize, ‘I can do this.’ You can push your body that far, keep yourself within a good zone, and the next thing you know you’re doing stuff you never thought possible. That’s the Ferrari theory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3601142015542220560?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3601142015542220560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3601142015542220560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3601142015542220560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3601142015542220560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/jeff-chapman-and-indy-crossfit.html' title='Jeff Chapman and Indy CrossFit'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-861084987489981668</id><published>2008-04-23T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:04:57.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Leftover pizza. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Turkey sandwich with sprouts, avocado, and cheese, half a dozen baby carrots. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;12:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Small orange. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Turkey sandwich with sprouts, avocado, and cheese, half a dozen baby carrots. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Protein shake. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Chicken alfredo, steamed vegetables. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 200 meter run, six 40# &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MdUISZlkMfg&amp;feature=related"&gt;man-makers&lt;/a&gt;, six pull ups, six 20# wall balls, five rounds for time. I finished in 25:24 and collapsed. I was on the edge of unconsciousness for ten minutes before I got my shit together and drove home. Amanda and I walked two and a half miles on the track by her parents house afterwards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-861084987489981668?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/861084987489981668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=861084987489981668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/861084987489981668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/861084987489981668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/diet-8_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3065349721158958735</id><published>2008-04-22T18:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:45:01.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel very strange.</title><content type='html'>My mood has been going up and down and up and down since I got some more than three hours ago. I ate a fairly decent dinner. I self-medicated with dessert, thinking it was blood-sugar related. The only way I can explain it is that my brain feels like the way a drunk dude walks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Protein shake. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a turkey sandwich with cheese, lettuce, and avocado. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a turkey sandwich with cheese, lettuce, and avocado. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Hot dog, small fries, soda. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Baked chicken over greens, mashed potatos. Ice cream for dessert. Approx. a gallon of water over the course of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Nada, unless you count lots of rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; I rolled 6...8 rounds? It's weird how jiu jitsu becomes more and less difficult when you're dripping with sweat. After rolling with Pat for a couple weeks I'm starting to "get it." I can pass guard on a lot of guys, escape submissions or stay out of trouble, sweep, reverse. I'm a long way from mediocre but I'm getting better fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3065349721158958735?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3065349721158958735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3065349721158958735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3065349721158958735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3065349721158958735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-feel-very-strange.html' title='I feel very strange.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3867765586705814097</id><published>2008-04-21T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:44:51.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MMA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Throwbacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CrossFit'/><title type='text'>Whip it like a towel.</title><content type='html'>Amanda was gone most of the weekend and I was busy with workouts, preparing my vegetable garden plot, attending a friend's cocktail party, and then the UFC. I worked Sunday, so here we are catching up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I went to CrossFit at 8:30 a.m. and we did a birthday workout for one of the regulars; 600 meter run, 41 pull ups, 41 squats, 41 burpees, 600 meter run, 41 wallball, 41 box jump, 41 push press and 600 m run. I finished in something like 36 minutes, 13 slower than the next slowest person...BUT I did this workout to prescription which is a major accomplishment. No band pull ups or box step-ups, all 100% legit. I was about to quit on this one before we started because my back was so sore from pull ups on Wednesday but I thought, "fuck it, I'd rather do five pull ups and fail than face doing 123 jumping pull ups." Amazingly, I did 41 kipping pull ups in sets of two or three. The mind is strong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I ran some errands, ate lunch, and headed to Throwbacks for the Saturday workout. I dozed off in the back of my truck waiting for people to show up and only rolled for 15 minutes before having to head to Self Defense Systems for my private lesson with Jerry Smith. We worked on the slip kick, a deceptively powerful kick delivered to the leg or groin that allows a fighter to cross the gap while scoring/doing damage, and it sets up punch combinations beautifully. I was off balance and swinging the kick slowly when Jerry said, "Snap it like a towel," and BOOM, I had it. I need to remember that when I am using Thai kicks. The slip kick is pure Jeet Kune Do/American kickboxing, and I think it's something I can use to great effect against taller fighters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I crushed a fruit salad, a turkey/avocado sammich, a cheeseburger, protein shake, and some pizza and washed it down with a mix of soda and water. Sounds like a lot but my portions were pretty reasonable...until dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff wanted to hammer in the proper form for jumping pull ups tonight so we did a 235 meter run, 12 thrusters, 12 jumping pull ups, 12 double unders, 435 meter run, 18 thrusters, 18 jumping pull ups, 18 double unders, 600 meter run, 24 thrusters, 24 jumping pull ups, 24 double unders. I finished around 19.5 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...totally...thrashed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3867765586705814097?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3867765586705814097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3867765586705814097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3867765586705814097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3867765586705814097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/whip-it-like-towel.html' title='Whip it like a towel.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3955681560778450305</id><published>2008-04-17T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T20:07:02.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Submission by vomit.</title><content type='html'>I was trying to pass Pat McPherson's guard when he shouted. I looked at his hand and his pinkie was dislocated at the first knuckle. I think he jammed it against my knee. He pushed it back into place, taped it, and said, "You know, if you don't give a fuck it doesn't matter," and we started rolling again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Fruit salad. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Jambalaya, greens, black eyed peas, Switch. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Two slices of cheese pizza and a soda. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; More jambalaya. I need to get back on a tighter meal plan but I'm the only one who cooks in this house and when I am busy the wheels come off. I drank lots of water today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Something like 150 kicks on the bag, each leg, and four rounds of grappling. People talk about how well-conditioned grapplers are, and it's true, but I don't think Thai boxers get their due. Kicks absolutely wreck your heart and lungs, especially when you're throwing 25 or 50 in quick succession. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Ian hovered around me tweaking my kicking mechanics. I am starting to feel quicker and more powerful with my kicks. Pat work with me on creating space with my hips and controlling my opponent. I get my ass kicked on the mat by pretty much everyone in the gym but I managed to pass guard on the heavyweight I rolled with today and maintain side control and a half guard for a while. Baby steps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3955681560778450305?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3955681560778450305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3955681560778450305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3955681560778450305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3955681560778450305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/submission-by-vomit.html' title='Submission by vomit.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3388027966651212955</id><published>2008-04-16T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:37:56.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SAayAGLMv7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/nY7t2aeNIaw/s1600-h/TornCallous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SAayAGLMv7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/nY7t2aeNIaw/s400/TornCallous.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190031335318405042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was annoyed when I scraped skin off my left knee and right shin while doing deadlifts today. But I was astounded when I looked up at my hand after the workout and saw that one of my callouses had been ripped clean off by the texture on the bar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a Naked juice and a homemade sausage muffin with egg and cheese. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Grilled chicken salad with shaved walnuts and a bottle of &lt;a href="http://www.switchbev.com/"&gt;Switch&lt;/a&gt;. If I ever kick the soda habit for good, I'm going to send the CEO a thank you note. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Banana and water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Part of a frozen pizza, steamed vegetables. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt;After scolding me and a few other people about shitty pull up form and effort on Monday, Jeff hit us with a workout that looked manageable on the dry-erase board but was a bear two minutes in. 21-15-9, 225# deadlift and pull ups. I did band pull ups for the first round and a half and then switched to jumping pull ups. I finished in something like 14:58. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; None.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3388027966651212955?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3388027966651212955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3388027966651212955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3388027966651212955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3388027966651212955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/diet-8_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SAayAGLMv7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/nY7t2aeNIaw/s72-c/TornCallous.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-4680780538971729454</id><published>2008-04-15T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T19:06:32.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was kind of low key at Throwbacks. Pat seemed annoyed with a couple of guys so I kept my head down and did my work. After we did Fives - you and a partner each do five sets of five takedowns each - me and two other newish guys spent most of an hour working with Aaron Sullivan, an IMPD officer and combat submission wrestler. We worked on the half guard and two submissions off of it. It was good work and I am anxious to apply it. Learn a little, try it out, learn a little, try it out. I feel pretty good today but my shoulders are still trashed from yesterday's CrossFit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Two eggs, fruit salad. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a tuna sandwich, half a pear. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Side salad, lasagna, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a tuna sandwich, handful of macadamia nuts, almonds, and peanutes. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Po Boy sandwich - smoked sausage and coleslaw - chips, applesauce, soda. Drank lots of water today. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Leftover fruit salad from this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; See below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Worked takedowns and then drilled the half guard and worked two submissions from it: an arm triangle and a kimura.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-4680780538971729454?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/4680780538971729454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=4680780538971729454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4680780538971729454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4680780538971729454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-kind-of-low-key-at-throwbacks.html' title=''/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-8375486374395242878</id><published>2008-04-15T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T04:25:55.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So busy.</title><content type='html'>I turned 29 last Friday and it became an unintentional day off. There was no morning CrossFit because everyone did a 5k benefit run during the &lt;a href="http://www.wthr.com/Global/story.asp?S=8145727"&gt;firefighter's convention&lt;/a&gt; and there wasn't enough time for me to get an afternoon workout in before we were supposed to meet family for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't work out on Saturday because our agenda was all full up with haircuts (hadn't had one in three months), a meeting with our credit and mortgage counselor, a trip 30 miles north of the city to meet Chloe, a crazy hyper Pug that Amanda wanted us to adopt, then back home to work on freelance stuff before dinner with friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a mixture of work, rest, and grocery shopping. Turning 29 was anti-climatic. As I told my mom years ago, Christmas and birthdays lose their magic when you stop getting GI Joes. But I am 15 pounds lighter than I was when I turned 28, my on-the-verge-of-requiring-medication blood pressure has dropped, and I went down a pant size. Between that, Amanda, and my burgeoning freelance career, 28 was a good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Fruit salad with yogurt. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a tuna sandwich, half an apple. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a tuna sandwich, a small orange. 32 ounces of water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; McDonald's. Amanda was upset about school, I was completely trashed from CrossFit and stressed out because she was upset - long story short, I do almost all the cooking, and nights like this I don't want to spent 30-45 minutes in the kitchen. Good day otherwise. Another 32 ounces of water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Popcorn and 100% cranberry juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Jeff Chapman looks at the dry erase board and shakes his head. "This is gonna suck," he says. 600 meter run, 20 hanging cleans, 20 pull ups, 25 box jumps, four rounds for time. By the time we started round two he had revised it to be three rounds for time. I did jumping pull ups and box step ups and finished in just over 28 minutes. When everybody was don Jeff demonstrated proper form for the hang cleans and then (more or less) told several of us that our jumping pull ups were bullshit. It wasn't what I wanted to hear after a workout but I can't disagree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Zilch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-8375486374395242878?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/8375486374395242878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=8375486374395242878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8375486374395242878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8375486374395242878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-busy.html' title='So busy.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-8985007008408828101</id><published>2008-04-10T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:02:28.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh.</title><content type='html'>I had a job interview that lasted until 5 p.m. so I didn't get to the gym until most everyone was wrapping things up. I worked on Muay Thai footwork, shadow boxing, and kicks for a while and then Pat put me through the paces of some BJJ drills. Between my shadow boxing, Muay Thai drills, and these BJJ drills, I can do solo work every day to tune up my skils, excuse me, my SKILLZ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; Low on groceries, short on time. Fast food lunch, fast food dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Zip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; See above. Duh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-8985007008408828101?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/8985007008408828101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=8985007008408828101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8985007008408828101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8985007008408828101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/ugh.html' title='Ugh.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1508923272821553258</id><published>2008-04-09T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:54:48.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, me oh my oh</title><content type='html'>Busy, busy, busy working on the CrossFit story for FIGHT! as well as getting the print/video interview with Jeff ready to post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Fruit salad, part of a burrito. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Turkey sandwich, chips, half an apple, cookie, soda. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Handful of peanutes and raisins, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Wendy's - I had to work late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Sweet jesus, CrossFit sucked today. 200 meter run, 20 knees to elbows, 200 meter run, 40 sumo deadlift high pulls, 200 meter run, 60 dumbbell cleans, 200 meter run, 80 squats, 200 meter run, 100 pushups, 200 meter run. I hit the wall during the squats and had trouble focusing afterwards but I pushed through and finished in 29:55. I passed out on the couch after eating breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1508923272821553258?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1508923272821553258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1508923272821553258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1508923272821553258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1508923272821553258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-me-oh-my-oh.html' title='Oh, me oh my oh'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-2688278688477668642</id><published>2008-04-08T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:53:57.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchin' Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up and out the door for the 7:15 a.m. CrossFit. 400 meter run, 15 thrusters at 115#, 15 pull ups, three rounds for time. Not to be confused with the push-press, the thruster is a front squat to overhead press. My time was decent, something around 18 minutes, mostly because I didn't quit on the runs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Fruit salad, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Tuna sandwich, chips, two cookies. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Salad with three ounces of chicken, greens, kidney &amp; black beans, green peppers, and a little Ranch dressing. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Handful of macadamia nuts and chocolate covered cashews, multivitamin, two fish oil caps, water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; See above for CrossFit details. I rode my bike to work and home. It's a nice 25 minutes each way and I figure anything that's free and contributes to a healthy lifestyle is worth doing...when it's warm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt good today until I spent an hour at the bank dealing with bullshit. If I make a payment online and the money leaves my account but is never received by the payee, where does it go? What is the sound of one hand clapping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat wasn't at the gym tonight so the re-re's ran the group home. The port-o-let that was outside the gym for a few weeks is gone now so it's back to pissing behind the dumpster. I'll have to ask Pat how he feels to get an office and then have it taken away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Two eggs sunny side up and fruit salad, multivitamin, two fish oil caps. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pizza.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; A small bag of peanuts, macadamia nuts, and chocolate covered almonds. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Steak sandwich, chips, and a pickle. I drank a lot of water today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; No thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; I jogged, did 100 jumping jacks and three sets of 10s (sprawl, push up, jumping squats) to warm up. Pat never showed so dudes split up and worked on what they wanted to. In that situation I don't feel like I'll get much out of rolling, so I worked on Muay Thai. Three three-minute rounds of Muay Thai shadow boxing and then about thirty minutes of working on Thai kick technique with Ian Ransburg. That little man kicks hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-2688278688477668642?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/2688278688477668642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=2688278688477668642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2688278688477668642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2688278688477668642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/catchin-up.html' title='Catchin&apos; Up'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-4054878094051301154</id><published>2008-04-06T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T18:00:53.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin' for the weekend.</title><content type='html'>This weekend was two off days diet-wise. We had a lot of wedding stuff to do and I was catching up on sleep for the week which left not a lot of time for food prep. As soon as I finish this entry I am back in the kitchen to get food ready for the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Throwbacks yesterday and grappled. I jogged and did my tens to warm up, stretched out, and got in the cage with Pat. Orville stood outside of the cage and gave me instructions while Pat worked with me. We did two five minute rounds and one ten minute round. The last round was rough. I vomited in my mouth at one point - it's really difficult to describe the stresses grappling puts on your body but I was out of breath, nauseated and Pat was grinding his knee into my temple, my jaw, my ribs, my gut. He started covering my nose and mouth, making me fight him off whenever I got lazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-4054878094051301154?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/4054878094051301154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=4054878094051301154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4054878094051301154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4054878094051301154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/workin-for-weekend.html' title='Workin&apos; for the weekend.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-845248594104689734</id><published>2008-04-04T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T18:49:38.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day off.</title><content type='html'>I took a day off work to rest and work on wedding stuff with Amanda, run errands. There is still soreness around my elbows from the Wednesday workout. Tomorrow I've got CrossFit in the morning and MMA in the afternoon, house showings, a meeting about the wedding reception menu, and then we’re getting together with our parents to assemble the invitations. I’m not even doing most of the work and this shit is exhausting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; I woke up hungry. Baked chicken over greens with green pepper, black and kidney beans, tomato. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Indian buffet – salad, curried vegetables and chicken. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Chicken penne pasta with cheese and vegetables, salad, breadsticks, soda. I ate a lot of damn chicken today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Nada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; See above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-845248594104689734?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/845248594104689734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=845248594104689734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/845248594104689734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/845248594104689734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-off.html' title='Day off.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3182516126808357033</id><published>2008-04-03T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:13:58.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am wrecked.</title><content type='html'>I got to bed late last night and I am very sore and very tired because of it. I had to knock out a story for a magazine...and catch "The Ultimate Fighter" season premiere. I did some food prep but didn't get lunch made for today. I have to go out and work tonight and I am considering taking a nap tonight instead of heading to Throwbacks. Actually that's bullshit, I'm going to go do my workout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; Ham and eggs, avocado slices, grapes. Super hungry this morning. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Two slices of pizza, water. Still super hungry. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Baked chicken over a large greens salad with green pepper, tomato, kidney and black beans. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Ham sandwich. I had a beer at the bar later. I don't think a Bell's Oberon is in my meal plan buuuuuuuut fuck it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Jogged to warm up, did my three sets of tens, and shadow boxed three five-minute rounds. Pat wasn't at the gym so everyone was left to their own devices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; I focused on staying in the pocket while shadowboxing - tucking my chin into my shoulder, throwing straight punches, keeping my hands up, bobbing and weaving in, throwing combinations inside and retreating with punches. I worked with Ian Ransburg for a bit on basic Muay Thai footwork and kick mechanics afterwards. It wasn't a particularly rough workout but a few months ago I would have skipped it altogether in favor of rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3182516126808357033?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3182516126808357033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3182516126808357033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3182516126808357033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3182516126808357033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-wrecked.html' title='I am wrecked.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1432091780751578303</id><published>2008-04-02T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T19:57:36.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shot an interview with Jeff at &lt;a href="http://www.indycrossfit.com"&gt;Indy CrossFit&lt;/a&gt; this afternoon. Part of it is for a story I am writing for &lt;a href="http://www.fightmagazine.com"&gt;FIGHT!&lt;/a&gt; and part of it is for this blog. I hope to have the video up early next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Fruit salad with a quarter of a melon, strawberries, and grapes. I had half a cup of cottage cheese but the first bite almost made me vom. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Burrito and water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Smoothie from yesterday's leftovers. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Ham sandwich with avocado slices, mashed potatoes. I need to drink more water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 63 pushups, 63 pullups, 63 dips, 126 double unders. Needless to say, I did not do this workout to prescription. Substitution rules dictate that one double unders can be replaced by three rope jumps, so I did 378 rope jumps. I knocked out the pushups with relative ease, and I got through a dozen pullups and dips before switching to jumping pull ups and situps. My arms and shoulders were just thrashed from Tuesday's MMA workout. I finished in 21:02. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1432091780751578303?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1432091780751578303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1432091780751578303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1432091780751578303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1432091780751578303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-shot-interview-with-jeff-at-indy.html' title=''/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-2369359778351050212</id><published>2008-04-01T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:16:21.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother of God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://videodetective.com/photos/582/024479_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://videodetective.com/photos/582/024479_19.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: When your journalistic sassy pants instincts tell you to blog about how your loss inspired you to work harder, REMEMBER THAT YOUR TRAINER WILL PROBABLY READ IT. Pat absolutely brutalized us today but I made it through more or less intact. Read below for...specificity.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Smoothie with two cups milk, one cup blue berries, two cups strawberries, two tablespoons peanut butter, a handful of cashews. Can't say I was a fan of this mudslide. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a ham sandwich with one slice of cheese and a quarter of an avocado, half an apple. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Slice of pizza and a cup of water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a ham sandwich with one slice of cheese and a quarter of an avocado, half an apple. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Bacon cheeseburger, small portion of fries, soda. I went off the reservation but I was shaky after the workout and Amanda's parents were buying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Today's MMA workout consisted of a short jog and tens to warm up - ten sprawls, ten pushups, ten jumping squats. Then it was five three-minute rounds of shadowboxing with knees and sprawls. We did crunches in between rounds. Then we did a five minute round of two minutes of punches, one minute of knees, one minute of ground and pound on a pad. After that we did four sets of 10 kicks on each side and ten jumping squats. Then it was four sets of 25 knees to a body pad and 25 pushups. Then we did five trips across the gym and back doing thrust kicks against a pad, then it was two rounds - I was almost delirious by now so they could have been anywhere from a minute to five minutes in length - of grappling, trying to get out from under the mount in the first round, and fighting off a rear naked choke in the second. As a special treat we finished off the night with 75 squats in a circle and pushups in the round - each guy does one push up all the way around, then each guy does two, so on until everyone works up to 10. The goal was to stay in plank position throughout, but I didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; I just focused on breathing and maintaining good form, punching from the pocket, keeping my hands up, keeping my feet moving, and throwing good knees and kicks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-2369359778351050212?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/2369359778351050212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=2369359778351050212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2369359778351050212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2369359778351050212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/04/diet-8.html' title='Mother of God...'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-2681707146820412993</id><published>2008-03-31T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:57:34.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first day of the rest of my life.</title><content type='html'>I spent most of yesterday afternoon prepping food for this week. I have a meal plan, I am sticking to it (with a few planned deviations). I have a workout schedule, I am sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Breakfast quesadilla - half a green pepper, 1/3 cup onion, 1/3 cup of cheese, 1/3 cup of black beans, two scrambled eggs, two small corn tortillas. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Tuna sandwich - one slice of bread, five ounces of tuna with mayo, half an apple. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Tuna sandwich - one slice of bread, five ounces of tuna with mayo, half an apple. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Five ounces of baked chicken over two and a half cups of steamed kale, sauteed with onion, garlic, and crushed red pepper. Eight ounces of 100% cranberry juice because I was fiending for sugar. I only drank 64 ounces of water today but I feel pretty good as of writing this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Jeff at &lt;a href="http://www.indycrossfit.com"&gt;Indy CrossFit&lt;/a&gt; was concerned that the bruising on my arm was an indication of a torn bicep but after talking for a bit we concluded that it wasn't a major problem. We're no Docs, but Jeff thought the minimal discomfort and full range of motion indicated it was just a really...really...really...really...really horrible bruise. I'll post pics tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a 21-15-9 today - squats (135#), burpees, and 400 meter run. I kept up a good pace and finished it in 16:38. I pushed the last 100 meters - it would have been a sprint if I had any legs left. I talked to a friend who watched my bout last Thursday. She told me that I "didn't have the fight" in me. She said I looked calm, casual. There is some truth to that. I need to stoke the fire in my belly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-2681707146820412993?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/2681707146820412993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=2681707146820412993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2681707146820412993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2681707146820412993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-day-of-rest-of-my-life.html' title='The first day of the rest of my life.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-8672864147049071138</id><published>2008-03-30T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T16:29:46.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reactions.</title><content type='html'>"You went out there and decided that you were losing that fight," John Eckles said. I had to admit that he was right. I felt good in the first round but I was tentative in the second and third. I didn't do what I have been trained to do. I didn't do what I know I can do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first round was a toss up. I felt like I landed at least as many scoring punches as he did if not more. Round two I started slugging more and round three I just didn't do what I have been training to do. I started feeling emotions welling up when the doctor gave me his spiel about the symptoms of concussions. I made a beeline for the lockerroon and fell apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was overcome with a million different shades of disappointment. Disappointment that I  lost. Disappointment that I didn't fight up to my ability, that I didn't win for my student Moises, for Amanda, for my friends who came to watch. I felt like I disappointed my trainers and the guys I work out with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat McPherson and Josh O'Brien made their way to the locker room and hung out with me for a bit. Pat talked about keeping it in perspective and told me that I should remember that getting in the ring at all distinguishes me even from most guys who train martial arts and that the experience, the process, and the lessons learned are what I should remember. Josh told me the he didn't last a full round in his first ammy fight. It made me laugh but it didn't make me feel better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried off and on for the next two days. It's weird considering how casually I dismiss so many happenings in my life. I try to maintain a Buddhist-like, "shit happens" outlook but I worked harder in the last six months than I have worked for anything and coming up short hurt bad. The loss was a character-builder for sure, and I have made several conclusion in the wake of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am in better shape now than at any point since high school but it's not enough.&lt;/span&gt; I need to buckle down on my diet, get more consistent with my training, and be fanatical about rest and taking care of myself. I spent part of today prepping food for a one-week Zone meal plan. It's recommended by the peeps at CrossFit and I think I need some portion control in my life. The meal plan focuses a lot on particular food combinations/nutrient ratios which I am curious about as well. I am back to the three days of CrossFit, three days of MMA routine as of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This project will not be constrained by an arbitrary time limit.&lt;/span&gt; I'd really like to do this all in a year, wrap it up with a bow and move on, but that's not how life works. My goals have changed since I started this project, I've changed. The story was an excuse to immerse myself in the type of martial arts training I've always wanted to do but managed to find a reason not to. I want to become a good fighter, a skilled martial artist, and a better, credible instructor. If that means that I fight four, five, six more USA Boxing matches and pushing back my pro-MMA debut, fine. If that means I spend a year or more on my grappling before my pro-MMA fight, fine. If that means I fight in half a dozen Muay Thai smokers before my pro-MMA debut, fine. Not only do I want to see this this project through, I want to do it successfully. I want to win for myself, for my bride-to-be, for my gyms, my family. Of course time is my enemy - I turn 29 next weekm but I think that if I bust ass I could still pull this off in a reasonable amount of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing sucks. Back to the drawing board.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-8672864147049071138?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/8672864147049071138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=8672864147049071138' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8672864147049071138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8672864147049071138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/reactions.html' title='Reactions.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-2767732132845265456</id><published>2008-03-29T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T09:41:26.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Step one in the competition phase.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uAsPDQvDF_0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uAsPDQvDF_0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post reactions later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-2767732132845265456?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/2767732132845265456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=2767732132845265456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2767732132845265456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2767732132845265456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/step-one-in-competition-phase.html' title='Step one in the competition phase.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-9020119627987862740</id><published>2008-03-27T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T14:31:43.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R-ufgsjlkDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/voTfRjxOPtk/s1600-h/Before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R-ufgsjlkDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/voTfRjxOPtk/s320/Before.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182411180284940338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R-uf0MjlkEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ARJtKIYa9jk/s1600-h/GovernorsMustache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R-uf0MjlkEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ARJtKIYa9jk/s320/GovernorsMustache.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182411515292389442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's for Pat McPherson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R-ukM8jlkFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/icERD9rCtiI/s1600-h/After.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R-ukM8jlkFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/icERD9rCtiI/s320/After.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182416338540662866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolutionary biologists, take note - this is justification for human facial hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R-ukesjlkGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ubhEALmWCIs/s1600-h/Clippings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R-ukesjlkGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ubhEALmWCIs/s320/Clippings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182416643483340898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remains of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept well, I feel good, and the only thing getting me down is the fact that I had to shave my beard. I'll update this entry with tonight's results as soon as I get home. I'll try to have the video up by Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Small bowl of oatmeal, two cups of green tea, fish oil caps, multivitamin. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Steak sandwich, fries, soda. On the run. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;5:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Not hungry. Mild twinge in my stomach. No butterflies or jitters, just the feeling you get when see an ugly situation unfolding slowly enough to respond to it consciously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-9020119627987862740?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/9020119627987862740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=9020119627987862740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/9020119627987862740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/9020119627987862740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/before.html' title=''/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R-ufgsjlkDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/voTfRjxOPtk/s72-c/Before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-7286065758067461094</id><published>2008-03-26T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:00:14.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One day to go.</title><content type='html'>I am fighting at Golden Gloves tomorrow and according to Pat I am peaking. I feel good physically, mentally, emotionally. Today I shadowboxed six rounds just to get a sweat going and visualize the fight. All I know is that my opponent is tall, but I've sparred with tall guys lately so I am not sweating it. Chances are he won't hit as hard as I do, as frequently as I do, and from as many angles as I do. I have sparred almost exclusively with guys who had a height or speed advantage or both in the last month so I think I'm solid. As long as I keep my eyes in the right place, trust my defenses, keep my feet moving and don't listen to my brain when it tells me to quit, I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an appropriate time to reflect now, six months in to what is supposed to be a 12 month project. While I am still battling with emotional eating and making bad/convenient food choices, my overall fitness level is off the charts compared to what it was last summer. It's obvious that I need to work harder on my diet and cardio in the next six months to shave off more weight. Then it'll be a lot of jits, a lot of Muay Thai, and a lot of sparring to get ready for grappling matches, Muay Thai smokers, and my ultimate goal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Two cups of green tea, a small bowl of oatmeal, two fish oil caps, a multivitamin. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Two kosher hot dogs, chips, carrots, some small cookies. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Frozen pizza, steamed broccoli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Six rounds of shadow boxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Concentrated on staying "in the pocket," tucked behind my shoulders when I throw punches, keeping my feet moving, and throwing punches in bunches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-7286065758067461094?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/7286065758067461094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=7286065758067461094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/7286065758067461094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/7286065758067461094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-day-to-go.html' title='One day to go.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-2999333202416393233</id><published>2008-03-25T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:43:23.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two days and counting.</title><content type='html'>Bruce Lee wrote and talked at length about how martial artists should be in peak physical condition. While few people have the genetics, time, and discipline to achieve the level of conditioning Lee did, I am starting to understand the value of being in better than average shape. While it's totally possible for a slow, overweight, sickly person to practice martial arts, that person cannot be a fighter. The distinction is an important one. It's true that street defense and ring sports are two very different expressions of martial skill, but I don't think that you can do one without preparing for the other. You can't seriously pursue a fighting art without fighting, and you can't fight well (in a gym or ring/cage) for any period of time without being in superior physical condition. My ideal is the martial artist/fighter - the person who has advanced skills, a deep philosophical and mechanical understanding of what it is he or she is doing, and has developed the ability to express those skills successfully through frequent full contact training or competition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Ham sandwich. Money's tight, we're down to leftovers and scrounging in the cubboard, haha. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Banana. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Chicken curry over rice. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Apple. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Steak burrito and soda at Qdoba. I've upped my water intake back to at least a half gallon a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Three rounds of shadow boxing, focusing on throwing lots of punches. Two rounds of focus pad work with Pat. My back kept locking up but I felt like gold afterwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-2999333202416393233?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/2999333202416393233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=2999333202416393233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2999333202416393233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2999333202416393233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/two-days-and-counting.html' title='Two days and counting.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-8394672401860530444</id><published>2008-03-24T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:02:54.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three days and counting.</title><content type='html'>I'm fighting on Thursday. I'm not apprehensive about anything except having to shave my beard off. I sparred three hard rounds on Saturday but I am taking a break from CrossFit starting a week out from the fight and trying to rest as much as possible. I am going to Throwbacks tomorrow and Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Small bowl of cereal, muffin. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Apple. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;12:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Homemade chicken curry and water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Small bag o' peanuts. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Chili, bread, steamed vegetables. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Resting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Resting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home and worked for hours - laundry, yard work, dishes, playing with/walking/bathing the dogs. A couple of days of no CrossFit, no MMA workout, and I feel GOOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-8394672401860530444?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/8394672401860530444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=8394672401860530444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8394672401860530444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8394672401860530444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/three-days-and-counting.html' title='Three days and counting.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-6028116092161006485</id><published>2008-03-20T21:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T21:10:14.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead tired.</title><content type='html'>Placeholder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-6028116092161006485?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/6028116092161006485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=6028116092161006485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6028116092161006485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6028116092161006485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/dead-tired.html' title='Dead tired.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-8333296951787328594</id><published>2008-03-19T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T20:11:12.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rip through it.</title><content type='html'>A couple days without unobstructed sunlight, the glacial pace of progress at my day job, the stress of bills and wedding expenses piling up while we're flat busted between paychecks have put me on edge the last couple of days. I didn't have the legs for training on Monday and Tuesday I skipped the workout so that I could accompany Amanda to a presentation. She's done a lot to accomodate me during this journey so the least I can do is return the favor once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; My diet has been pretty stellar lately. It's a mixture of no money for groceries and too distracted with work and fiance to plan meals. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Orange juice, a bowl of chili and noodles. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;12:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Two slices of pizza, soda, and cookie. My old boss was buying so I said yes. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Arby's. I spent some time in the kitchen tonight so tomorrow's feedings should be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 21-15-9 at CrossFit. Deadlifts and handstand pushups followed by a 1500 meter row. I hit it pretty aggressively but I was wasted at 1200 meters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; None. Tomorrow is one of my last two sparring sessions before Golden Gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R-HVpMjlkCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_m74-0ppB68/s1600-h/Wiggum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R-HVpMjlkCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_m74-0ppB68/s400/Wiggum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179655950174621730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so hungry, I could eat at Arby's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-8333296951787328594?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/8333296951787328594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=8333296951787328594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8333296951787328594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8333296951787328594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/rip-through-it.html' title='Rip through it.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R-HVpMjlkCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_m74-0ppB68/s72-c/Wiggum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-4560676993269552176</id><published>2008-03-15T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T08:57:59.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of gas.</title><content type='html'>I was gasping for air before we finished our warm up jog at Throwbacks. I don't know what the hell was going on but I felt like total garbage, like I had absolutely no gas in the tank. I still sparred six decent rounds but...yuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-4560676993269552176?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/4560676993269552176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=4560676993269552176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4560676993269552176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4560676993269552176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/placeholder_15.html' title='Out of gas.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1487899734570016040</id><published>2008-03-14T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T08:56:17.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Must...sleep...must...sleep</title><content type='html'>Stayed up too late last night. Eight hours wasn't really enough rest but I am pleased with the new workout schedule. No burnout like I was getting with the two-a-days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Smoothie, sausage, egg and cheese sammich. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; French dip sandwich, small portion of fries, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Small bowl of chili, chips, water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Did a Tabata workout at &lt;a href="http://www.indycrossfit.com"&gt;CrossFit&lt;/a&gt; - five excercises, eight 20-second intervals of each with 10 seconds of rest. Add up the low reps of each exercise and that's your total score. It was hard but at least I could pace myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1487899734570016040?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1487899734570016040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1487899734570016040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1487899734570016040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1487899734570016040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/mustsleepmustsleep.html' title='Must...sleep...must...sleep'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3879275395511414462</id><published>2008-03-13T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T20:18:44.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shine on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R9npMmS74II/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZStauGd7fkM/s1600-h/Shiner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R9npMmS74II/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZStauGd7fkM/s400/Shiner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177425649286766722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat leans in and smears petroleum product across my eyebrows, cheeks, and the bridge of my nose. "I've always wanted to put vaseline on you," McPherson says.  I sparred five three-minute rounds tonight, two with Chris Lytle, two with Dom, and one with Josh O'Brien, "Irish" Jake's twin brother and a reigning Indiana Golden Gloves champion. I got praise for pushing the action and taking punishment in the process but rather than get an ego boost I just felt like I got a Special Olympics ribbon for trying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fourth round of jump rope Pat came over and told me my endurance is "fucking phenomenal." Sweating profusely, gasping for breath, I said something that sounded like a death rattle followed by "by comparison?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McPerson said, "You look like a completely different person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lesson, in Pat's words, is "don't mindfuck yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Homemade smoothie. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Green tea with honey. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; A small Philly steak, fries, and a soda. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6:15 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Small bottle of Gatorade. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Baked chicken breast over herbed rice, steamed brussel sprouts, broccoli and raw carrots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Five three-minute rounds of sparring, four three-minute rounds of jump rope, 200 sit-ups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; I threw, and landed, overhand rights much more effectively this afternoon. I felt like my defenses were more consistent and I stayed a little more active, but amateur boxing doesn't reward hesitation. I need to be ready, willing, and able to turn each round into a two minute shock and awe campaign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3879275395511414462?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3879275395511414462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3879275395511414462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3879275395511414462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3879275395511414462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/shine-on.html' title='Shine on'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R9npMmS74II/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZStauGd7fkM/s72-c/Shiner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3463074841098887726</id><published>2008-03-12T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:23:31.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winners never quit.</title><content type='html'>When I was in elementary school I got tagged as a kid with enough natural ability to skate by without putting in much effort. That stayed with me for a while even as I busted ass to accomplish what was important to me outside of school and normal extracurriculars. But like a lot of people I took measured risks, put myself on the line when I felt I had a reasonable chance of success. So for months I've been on this rocky ride, pushing into uncomfortable physical, mental, and emotional territory on a daily basis and it's changing me. Positively, I think. I don't sweat small small shit as much, I don't throw up my hands in frustration as quickly, I just keep my head down and grind. Each day I can grind a little longer and it gets a little easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Small bowl of oatmeal, sausage, egg and cheese sandwich, smoothie. I started taking fish oil capsules and multivitamins each morning. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Raw tuna over greens. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; That last feeding was way too nutricious so I ate a bag of chips, two cookies, and a soda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.indycrossfit.com"&gt;CrossFit&lt;/a&gt; was brutal today. Four hundred meter run, 10 hand stand push ups, 20 35# dumbell thrusters, 30 box jumps (I did step-ups), three rounds for time. I finished in 22:17. The first round was ok, I didn't take more than a couple seconds' break along the way. Rounds two and three were tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3463074841098887726?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3463074841098887726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3463074841098887726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3463074841098887726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3463074841098887726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/diet-8.html' title='Winners never quit.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1022083964627944245</id><published>2008-03-11T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:08:48.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be cognizant of dissipation.</title><content type='html'>I sparred four rounds with Dom today and got hit with a lot of really badly telegraphed  punches. He hit me with a lot of other punches, too, but he was setting me up, I could see it coming, and I still couldn't counter effectively. I did ok, I guess, I just see problems that need to be fixed before Gloves. Pat talked to me about being cognizant of throwing fast punches when I shift my weight back and forth and not letting the power dissipate by throwing punches when I am off balance. I think he tore two sheets from his vocabulary calendar this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the workout I got home and felt really weak and woozy. I didn't start to perk up until &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Homemade sausage, egg, and cheese sandwich. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Soda, raisins and peanuts. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Fucking pizza again. Water to drink. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Raisins and peanuts. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Orange. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Soda, salad, chicken alfredo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 4x 3:00 of sparring, approx. 15 minutes of shadowboxing and 15 minutes of jump rope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Working hard on getting inside a fighter's reach advantage and throwing hooks and overhand rights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1022083964627944245?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1022083964627944245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1022083964627944245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1022083964627944245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1022083964627944245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/be-cognizant-of-dissipation.html' title='Be cognizant of dissipation.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-5197848848619288626</id><published>2008-03-10T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:50:28.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T-minus two weeks</title><content type='html'>I will be fighting in Golden Gloves sometime in the next two to four weeks and I feel good. Switching from two-a-days to single daily workouts has helped tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Homemade smoothie with orange juice, banana, strawberries and raspberries. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Homemade sausage, egg, and cheese sandwich. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Job interview ran over and I went out to lunch with a friend who works in that office. Pizza and water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Small cheesesteak, chips. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Did a massage (yes, I was a massage therapist in a previous life) after work and I was starving. Burrito and soda. This may be one of the worst days of eating since I started this project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Three rounds of 400m row, 10 hand stand pushups, 20 30# thrusters, 30 box jumps (I did step-ups). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-5197848848619288626?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/5197848848619288626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=5197848848619288626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5197848848619288626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5197848848619288626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/placeholder.html' title='T-minus two weeks'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3752128527602685206</id><published>2008-03-08T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T19:48:41.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Nobody gets pussy like that."</title><content type='html'>"You gotta think of it like pussy," Keith Palmer says. He's telling me that I have to sneak inside the range of taller fighters rather than bull rush. "Nobody gets pussy like that." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Burrito, soda. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; French fries, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Spaghetti and meat sauce over greens, bread, steamed vegetables. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Homemade smoothie with orange juice, banana, cranberries, strawberries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Sparred four rounds with Keith Palmer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Worked a lot with Keith on working close but not too close, combinations on the inside, and getting out of the clinch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3752128527602685206?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3752128527602685206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3752128527602685206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3752128527602685206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3752128527602685206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/nobody-gets-pussy-like-that.html' title='&quot;Nobody gets pussy like that.&quot;'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-2401016132590087167</id><published>2008-03-06T20:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:10:32.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time flies</title><content type='html'>I didn't even realize that I hadn't written anything in a couple of days. I am on deadline with two freelance stories and I am busy at work (where a possibly promotion is driving me to distraction). I was so sore on Monday that I passed up my CrossFit workout in favor of limping around and struggling up and down stairs. I went to the YMCA on Monday and Tuesday, my diet was decent, and my weight is hovering around 244#. On Wednesday afternoon I made it back to CrossFit. It wasn't a spectacular performance but I gutted it out and my legs feel fine now. I think I needed some time to reacclimate to working out after having the flu and now my body is working again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to Throwback's but Pat forgot the key at home. I had to leave at 6 p.m. on the dot so after waiting for 20 minutes, I went to Self Defense Systems and did nine two-minute rounds of work - jump rope, shadowboxing and heavy bag. Starting with Saturday, I have about half a dozen sparring sessions before Golden Gloves. My soda consumption is still low compared to sixth months ago but none at all would be better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow and steady wins the race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-2401016132590087167?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/2401016132590087167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=2401016132590087167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2401016132590087167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2401016132590087167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-flies.html' title='time flies'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-8422610649133029850</id><published>2008-03-02T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T06:57:25.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>off day / food prep</title><content type='html'>Driving to Bloomington today to do an interview for an International Tattoo Art magazine story. Watched video of Silva's win over Dan Henderson this morning - I wonder how long it will take for fighters to start taking technical boxing/kick boxing seriously. I also wonder how many really great stand up coaches are out there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still really sore from Friday's CrossFit. I'm not going to be super active today and I am going to do the ice/heat routine tonight. After I get all my work-related stuff done it's on to food prep for this upcoming week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-8422610649133029850?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/8422610649133029850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=8422610649133029850' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8422610649133029850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8422610649133029850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/off-day-food-prep.html' title='off day / food prep'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-8371366402179617198</id><published>2008-03-01T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:58:14.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>workin' for the weekend</title><content type='html'>Legs? Sore. Back? Sore? Shoulders? Sore. Really sore. Limited functional-sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a Naked juice, water, banana. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Arby's sandwich, fries, soda. Shit lunch, but we got out of a first-time homebuyers seminar late and I didn't have time to make anything. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Pizza at Amanda's parents while we worked on wedding planning. I feel like I need to fast tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength and Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 3 x 2:00 rounds: jump rope, shadow boxing, heavy bag, sparring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nothing really, just trying to get back into a rhythm before Golden Gloves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-8371366402179617198?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/8371366402179617198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=8371366402179617198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8371366402179617198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8371366402179617198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/03/workin-for-weekend.html' title='workin&apos; for the weekend'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1566292983745890872</id><published>2008-02-29T20:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:12:01.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My neck, my back, my neck and my back!</title><content type='html'>Sweet christ. I stumbled in the door tonight after CrossFit and could bare control my body as I lowered myself onto the couch. My legs were giving out, my back was spasming, I was a mess. I am sitting with a heating pad over my lower back as I type this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a Naked juice. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Small Penn Station sub, fries, med. soda. I fell off the soda wagon when I got the flu but my weight has still stabilized around 245#. The work never ends. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Mac &amp; cheese with broccoli florets and tuna. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Couple beers and some chips at a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength &amp; Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Did a 1-1-1-1-1 workout at &lt;a href="http://www.indycrossfit.com"&gt;Indy CrossFit&lt;/a&gt;, max reps of five exercises for a minute each, three rounds. Deadlifts, squats, box jumps, wall balls, and pull ups. I had a good pace during the first round but as Jeff said "The wheels feel off in the second round." My legs seized up, then my back seized up. It was rough but I gutted it out and came up about 60 reps short of the second lowest total. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nope. I get back fight training tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1566292983745890872?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1566292983745890872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1566292983745890872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1566292983745890872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1566292983745890872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-neck-my-back-my-neck-and-my-back.html' title='My neck, my back, my neck and my back!'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-5205723146128551786</id><published>2008-02-29T05:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T06:26:00.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Extremely sore from CrossFit yesterday. My mood is much improved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Cereal, two eggs, two sausage links. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Switch. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Salmon and wild rice LeanCuisine. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Banana and soda. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Spaghetti and meat sauce with broccoli florets, garlic bread. I had a voracious appetite, maybe because I ate so little for lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No skills or conditioning, just rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually avoid the genre of fake news that involves people yelling at each other about things they pretend to care about, but I saw this on Sam Caplan's &lt;a href="http://www.fiveouncesofpain.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and wanted to comment on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="440" height="361"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=3269459"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=3269459" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowScriptAccess="always" width="440" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Jay Mariotti gets paid to wear clown pants on ESPN, and I know having 4.37 seconds to discuss issues doesn't lend itself to informed debate, but I cringed when he started talking the way I do when middle aged white people talk about rap. It's likely that he doesn't understand the history of the sport, the martial arts involved, the rules and how they developed, you know, the things you should know if you want to speak intelligently on the subject of MMA. He could have even said, "I don't really know what I am talking about, I'm just not comfortable with the sport." But then he would have owed an explanation for his enjoyment of football or how MMA is substantively different than boxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie Macmullan says that young people love MMA because it involves violence and "that bums me out." It's such thoughtless thing to say, and I mean that literally. People would simply not say things like that if they put any thought at all into the subject. Violence has been a part of human culture since we started walking on two feet. Violence for cultural/political/religious dominance closely followed by violence for entertainment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing braindead megaphones like this spout off about the harm MMA does to our culture when they probably write hundreds of inches a year about football, a sport that cripples the minds and bodies of men across America every fall and winter, is akin to arguing about the war on drugs with a liquor industry lobbyist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-5205723146128551786?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/5205723146128551786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=5205723146128551786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5205723146128551786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5205723146128551786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/02/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-5081887706218363924</id><published>2008-02-27T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T07:04:39.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hump day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Orange juice, bowl of cereal, banana. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Tuna over greens. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; I had to drop off a package on my lunch break. Slice of pizza, two breadsticks, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Granola bar and water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Wendy's combo. I couldn't stand up long enough to cook and Amanda was starving after a long after-school mandatory meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Strength and Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; I got a little bit of my mojo back at Crossfit tonight. We did a 21/15/9 with sumo deadlift high pulls, dips, and double unders (jump rope) followed by descending distance rows of 600/400/200 meters. My time wasn't great - 19:31 - but I finished strong and knocked loose some of the emotional/mental crud that had been building up for weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-5081887706218363924?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/5081887706218363924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=5081887706218363924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5081887706218363924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5081887706218363924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/02/hump-day.html' title='hump day'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-4703434297994688943</id><published>2008-02-26T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T18:09:39.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, old friend.</title><content type='html'>I am back on my feet and functioning at something approaching normal. It is disturbing how much being sick, hating my job, and not being able to work out for two weeks affected my mood. I hit bottom over the weekend, feeling listless, having problems with confidence, self-esteem. I haven't felt that bad in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Indy Crossfit yesterday and lasted two out of the proscribed five rounds before running to the bathroom to heave for a while. It's going to take me a week or two to get back into the groove. I passed on my MMA workout today because I have a lot going on with work and my job hunt and needed to assemble a new resume and portfolio. I think I may just do some light workouts on my own until next weeks. Dudes are getting ready to fight in Columbus and I'd rather jump back in next week at something approaching full strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sickness was the universe's way to tell me to slow down and I am paying attention.  No more two-a-days for me. I will be doing Crossfit and MMA on alternating days from here on out. On paper it might retard my progress but I think I'll be able to learn more and train harder when I am recovering fully and not getting knicked up, sick, and worn down every week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-4703434297994688943?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/4703434297994688943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=4703434297994688943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4703434297994688943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4703434297994688943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-old-friend.html' title='Hello, old friend.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-7510333335156598916</id><published>2008-02-18T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:46:14.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think there is a light at the end of the tunnel</title><content type='html'>Still coughing pretty bad, congested, and having trouble hearing. Earache symptoms on the right sid of my head. In good news I am down to 244#! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-7510333335156598916?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/7510333335156598916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=7510333335156598916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/7510333335156598916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/7510333335156598916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-think-there-is-light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='I think there is a light at the end of the tunnel'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-5637595203105002275</id><published>2008-02-11T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:29:19.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brilliant</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning with a wet cough, cold chills, and full body aches. Amanda has been sick for two weeks and I finally caught the bug. Jeff suggested that I might be over training, running my body down and not giving it sufficient recovery time. I might reformat my workouts so that I'm not doing two-a-days. I dunno. I felt like garbage today, I haven't been this sick for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-5637595203105002275?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/5637595203105002275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=5637595203105002275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5637595203105002275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5637595203105002275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/02/brilliant.html' title='brilliant'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-6276363743003788296</id><published>2008-02-10T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T08:03:12.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing up for a new week</title><content type='html'>Last week I was swamped with work (full-time and freelance) and drained from the stress  resulting from a small financial crisis and fiance/mom drama. My band is recording this weekend, putting the rest of our material to tape before breaking up. It's been a fun, low-key way to put an era of my life to rest. I lost the passion for loading equipment,  staying out late, and driving long distances. Don't get me wrong, many of my best memories were made with these guys, and guys I've played in bands with. But I think I've accomplished everything I'm going to accomplish in rock and roll and now it's subject to the law of diminishing returns. Maybe the fire will come back but I am passionate about other things now and excited to focus on aspects of my life that always took a back seat to the band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight is hovering around 249#. I want to do my work and dial in my diet this week and see if I can get down to 245# by next weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-6276363743003788296?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/6276363743003788296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=6276363743003788296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6276363743003788296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6276363743003788296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/02/gearing-up-for-new-week.html' title='Gearing up for a new week'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3083553745095502635</id><published>2008-02-07T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T20:04:04.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Throwbacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CrossFit'/><title type='text'>One hurdle cleared.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was exhausted and missed my CrossFit workout. I wrote for most of the day before heading to Throwbacks. I didn't want to workout but like usual I ended up feeling better for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Pizza, steamed vegetables. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Banana, granola. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Spaghetti and meat sauce, bread, carrots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 50/50 kicks and an hour on the treadmill at the Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Worked a lot of Muay Thai combinations, kick sparred and knee sparred. Felt really good with my kicks, not so much with my kick defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll revisit this Friday morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3083553745095502635?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3083553745095502635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3083553745095502635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3083553745095502635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3083553745095502635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-hurdle-cleared.html' title='One hurdle cleared.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-7840337455463070805</id><published>2008-02-05T20:25:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T19:49:00.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running, running, running.</title><content type='html'>A mind-numbing day of data entry followed by a break long enough to feed and walk my dog, a meeting, and a night of working on a freelance story. This is an "off" day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a bottle of Naked juice. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Apple. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; LeanCuisine. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; We got Wendy's in a rush to get to a meeting with the tailor who is making custom Western shirts for my groomsmen and I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning &amp; Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-7840337455463070805?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/7840337455463070805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=7840337455463070805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/7840337455463070805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/7840337455463070805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/02/placeholder-part-deux.html' title='Running, running, running.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-2325694791035516866</id><published>2008-02-04T20:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T05:27:22.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumpin' Jahosefats</title><content type='html'>I spent part of the weekend at &lt;a href="http://www.teamjorgegurgel.com/"&gt;Jorge Gurgel's gym&lt;/a&gt; for a story for &lt;a href="http://www.fightmagazine.com"&gt;FIGHT!&lt;/a&gt;and then I went to see &lt;a href="http://www.down-nola.com/"&gt;Down&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday night. The show was badass, among the best I've ever seen. I am a little behind on life-maintainence stuff and I've got two stories to crank out this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working a lot on portion control and good consistent feedings. My weight is hovering around 248# but shirts are fitting differently these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a Naked Juice. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;Two eggs, small bowl of oatmeal. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Turkey sandwich. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Lean Cuisine. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Granola bar, banana. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6:15 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Peanuts, small bottle of Gatorade. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Curried kidney beans over rice and greens. Killed about a gallon of water throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; 7:15 a.m. CrossFit. Felt great except for the dry heaving. Did an hour on the stationary bike after my MMA workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Muay Thai combinations and kick counter-attacks. Rolled for 15 or 20 minutes and felt good with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-2325694791035516866?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/2325694791035516866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=2325694791035516866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2325694791035516866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2325694791035516866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/02/jumpin-jahosefats.html' title='Jumpin&apos; Jahosefats'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1337702869254014129</id><published>2008-01-30T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T06:11:06.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Week</title><content type='html'>It's been a weird week. I stepped away from training for a few days for several reasons. First and foremost I wanted to give my rib some time to mend. It wasn't excruciating just walking around but pulling/pushing/lifting/turning was way uncomfortable and I didn't want to aggravate it before going to Cincinnati. That's another thing - I leave tomorrow to work on a story for &lt;a href="http://www.fightmagazine.com"&gt;FIGHT!&lt;/a&gt; in Ohio. I'll be gone Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. I also had to crank out a story on short notice for &lt;a href="http://www.mmajunkie.com"&gt;MMA Junkie&lt;/a&gt; and keep chugging on a second assignment for FIGHT! I was gearing up for a fight that got cancelled so now I have to wait until March. On top of all that I got some shitty news at work and wasn't offer the other job I interviewed for so my spirits have been low. I've been trying to help out more with wedding planning and catching up on sleep. This project is become a very long grind but I've made a good deal of progress - my cardio is getting better, my endurance is improving, I'm stronger, and my walk-around weight is 10-12 pounds less than when I started. Not Hydroxycut commercial-like results, but as I said in the beginning, this is about a long-term lifestyle overhaul, not short-term results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1337702869254014129?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1337702869254014129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1337702869254014129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1337702869254014129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1337702869254014129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/weird-week.html' title='Weird Week'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-5733077669107102519</id><published>2008-01-23T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T18:41:06.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inexplicably Draggin' Ass</title><content type='html'>A few of us jog around the mat warming up and Pat starts badmouthing some of the guys' upcoming opponents, pauses, looks at me and says, "And fuck whoever you're fighting in February." Pat's starting to expect more from me now which is both good and bad. My capacity for work is expanding but I have inexplicable bad days when I am just dragging ass in spite of a good night's sleep and decent food. My rib hurts bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Granola bar, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; LeanCuisine rice &amp; beans. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Indian buffet - greens, rice, curried vegetables, and bread. Delish. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Banana, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Amanda and I met an old friend and his wife for pizza, mahfacka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Forty-five minutes on the treadmill at the Y, three rounds of sparring at Throwbacks, a couple rounds of bag work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Working a lot on crossing the gap against bigger fighters, throwing tighter punches inside, throwing punches in bunches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-5733077669107102519?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/5733077669107102519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=5733077669107102519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5733077669107102519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5733077669107102519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/inexplicably-draggin-ass.html' title='Inexplicably Draggin&apos; Ass'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3746729021013573528</id><published>2008-01-22T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:24:07.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Neal's complete lack of interest.</title><content type='html'>Fighting is interesting and challenging. It stimulates my mind, taxes my body, and strains my spirit. Right now, my job does only the latter. Working in an office has always chafed me but it's getting harder and harder to tell the white lies that help you get by and be polite about all the stupid shit that happens. Hour meetings drag on for what feels like days and all I can think is, "what the fuck am I doing here?" I'm over "career advancement," I just want to get experience, network, and sock enough money away to walk away from cubicle life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weighed in at 249# today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Two eggs, two sausage patties, toast, half a Naked Juice. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; LeanCuisine rice and beans, side salad, water. Yeah, I'm eating LeanCuisine now. WTF. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;5 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Banana, peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No strenght &amp; conditioning or MMA workouts today. Rest. Mmmmm, reeeeest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3746729021013573528?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3746729021013573528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3746729021013573528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3746729021013573528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3746729021013573528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-neals-complete-lack-of-interest.html' title='I am Neal&apos;s complete lack of interest.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-3379231452664832464</id><published>2008-01-21T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T17:24:04.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Our lives are starting to revolve around MMA."</title><content type='html'>I could tell Amanda was upset when I got off the phone. I'd made tentative plans for us to go watch the UFC 80 with a couple we're friends with, and I had previously discussed it with her. I'm smart enough to limit the unilateral decisions I make now that I am engaged, but I didn't think it was a huge deal. Amanda likes watching the fights (she used to train Muay Thai) as long as I answer any questions she has and she likes the couple we'd be hanging out with. A long silent stretch was followed by a teary discussion about how I am so busy with work and training that our social life and relationship are an afterthought. Between my training, blogging, freelance writing, and TV viewing habits, "Our lives are starting to revolve around MMA," she said. It is embarassing to hear your fiance tell you that she needs a little romance and excitement. Turns out that I dropped a ball during my juggling act and didn't even realize it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan for this week is three-a-days (Crossfit/YMCA/Throwbacks) on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Satuday, YMCA on Sunday, and off days on Tuesday and Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weighed in at 251# this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a bottle of Naked Juice, granola bar. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Small bowl of granola. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Meatball sandwich, chips, salad, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4:15 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Banana, handful of peanuts. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Spaghetti, marinara, steamed vegetables, Italian bread. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Twenty minutes at Indy CrossFit, an hour on the treadmill at the YMCA, four rounds of sparring at Throwbacks, two rounds on the double-end bag and 100 reps of a four punch combination on the heavy bag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Worked with Keith Palmer on closing the gap, boxing inside, and counter punching with taller opponents. And we talked a little about how some of the things he showed me are not going to transfer to MMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tentatively scheduled to fight (ammy boxing) on Feb. 16, so I guess I am officially in camp starting today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-3379231452664832464?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/3379231452664832464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=3379231452664832464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3379231452664832464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/3379231452664832464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-lives-are-starting-to-revolve.html' title='&quot;Our lives are starting to revolve around MMA.&quot;'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-8210424601937156291</id><published>2008-01-17T18:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T19:01:22.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reverse Lay 'n' Pray</title><content type='html'>Lay 'n' Pray is the term fight fans use to describe grapplers who get a reasonably dominant position ohttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gifn the ground and do just enough to avoid getting stood up but never push the action. Today after four rounds of boxing sparring, we drilled submissions a little and then we rolled. Twenty minutes in I began employing what I call the reverse Lay 'n' Pray. This is where I lay on my back and try to control a much more experienced MMA fighter while he tries to pass my guard and apply various submissions. It didn't really work but I was so damn gassed it was a struggle just to fight off submission attempts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, after reading Ken Pavia's &lt;a href="http://mmajunkie.com/2008/01/02/living-with-luke-mma-agent-ken-pavia-journals-his-two-weeks-with-ufc-fighter-luke-cummo/"&gt;Lifefood cleansing fast&lt;/a&gt; journal, I have come to the conclusion that A) 99% of colon-cleansing therapies are phoney baloney, and B) regular jiu jitsu training will keep you regular in spite of yourself. All the torqueing and compression of the abdomen mechanically stimulates digestion. Hard training literally kicks the crap out of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More details tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-8210424601937156291?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/8210424601937156291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=8210424601937156291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8210424601937156291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/8210424601937156291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/reverse-lay-n-pray.html' title='The Reverse Lay &apos;n&apos; Pray'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1192982305889285451</id><published>2008-01-16T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T05:43:11.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody get me some Gold Bond!</title><content type='html'>I've been in the gym a lot and I have been wearing the sweat suit a lot which means that I've spent a lot of time in wet clothes. Mama always said I had thunder thighs, and those ham hocks rub together when I am working out. I developed some irritation or a rash near my groin and I chalked it up to sensitive skin, wet clothes, and friction. Over several days the discomfort became constant and I decided to go to Walgreen's and get cortisone cream or something. I talked to the pharmacist and told him that I spend a lot of time in the gym walking, biking, kickboxing and wrestling and he broke the news to me: friction plus moisture = jock itch. What the fuck. I've had athlete's foot, I've had eczema, I've had sun poisoning; I am no stranger to skin problems. But jock itch? Proud to say I had my cherry until now. Before I stepped away from the counter he said, "That's a good way to get in shape. I saw there was a firefighter from Indianapolis on one of them UCF shows. Fought some Serra guy. I don't know much but I thought he got robbed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some cream and a pair of compression shorts so that my ox-legs don't rub together anymore when I am working out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a Naked juice, granola bar. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Two slices of leftover pizza, 6 oz of cranberry juice. Too drained to cook. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Curried chickpeas over a mixed greens salad, two cookies, soda. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a frozen pizza, steamed broccoli, water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Eight push press (95#), 12 bodyweight squats, 15 situps. Eleven sets in 20 minutes. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7:15 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Forty-five minutes on the treadmill at the YMCA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada, but now that I am girded in my fight against jock itch I will go to Throwbacks tomorrow and Friday night, and Saturday afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1192982305889285451?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1192982305889285451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1192982305889285451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1192982305889285451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1192982305889285451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/somebody-get-me-some-gold-bond.html' title='Somebody get me some Gold Bond!'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-1537130212090548060</id><published>2008-01-15T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T19:04:58.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treadmill Sauna</title><content type='html'>Not much to report today. Just trying to work the plan, make good decisions, and trust that things will work out long term. I'm not sure if I am talking about my job hunt or MMA training, but it's applicable either way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Half a Power C Naked juice. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Bag of grapes and water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Spaghetti, marinara, three meatballs, salad, half a dozen baby carrots, two cookies, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; PB&amp;J, chips, chicken noodle soup, more delicious water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; I wasn't planning on eating anything after my trip to the Y but I had a weird feeling. Not hunger pangs, not the dizziness of plunging blood sugar, just total emptiness. I felt like a sponge that had been rung out. I ate two pices of pizza and a small fountain Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; One hour on the treadmill in a vinyl suit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-1537130212090548060?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/1537130212090548060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=1537130212090548060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1537130212090548060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/1537130212090548060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/treadmill-sauna.html' title='Treadmill Sauna'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-5762332272743609155</id><published>2008-01-14T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T18:49:50.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>Between Friday's CrossFit workout (handstand pushups, pull ups, burpees) and sparring/focus pad work that afternoon, my elbows are a little locked up. The discomfort and tightness is reminiscent of how I felt a long time ago when I would curl more than I should have. Need to ice them down tonight. I'll probably restrict today's work to my MMA workout. There is a thin line between working through pain and aggravating injuries, letting them linger longer than they should. I have to walk a much longer road to become an athlete than the guys I am working out with. I have to make sure that nicks and bruises don't pile up and become more serious and debilitating injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weighed in at 248.5# this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt out of sorts all day. A lot of career stuff is up in the air, good things are happening and bad things are happening and everyone has contradictory commentary on each twist and turn. Between job stuff, wedding stuff, band stuff, freelancing stuff, my head was in a fog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Two pieces of toast, two eggs, three small sausage links, two pineapple slices, orange juice. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Aloo ghobi (curried cauliflower and potatoes), a piece of bread, brownie. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Peanuts and a banana. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Jamaican patty, red beans and rice, fried plaintains. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Two scoops of mint chocolate chip ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; None.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-5762332272743609155?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/5762332272743609155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=5762332272743609155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5762332272743609155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5762332272743609155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/monday_14.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-6750486230216988550</id><published>2008-01-13T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T20:11:00.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>"You're losing weight," my friend said. "I can see your belt buckle." It's rude, it's funny, it's true. My food choices have been a little better, I'm back about one soda a week, and I am doing 45 min. to an hour of light cardio five to seven times a week in addition to my CrossFit and MMA workouts. It's taxing, but it's getting results. I've dropped eight real pounds since New Year's. It may be water weight; all I know is that my weight is dropping by about a half pound a day. I am at 250 right now, 220 isn't that far away if I keep losing weight at the rate of three to four pounds a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created a meal plan for this week, taking into account three primary meals as well as pre-CrossFit feedings, afternoon and post-MMA workout snacks. It was a pain in the ass, but failing to plan is planning to fail. My sleep schedule has been better, as has my quality of sleep. Breathe Right strips were one of the stocking stuffers my girlfriend gave me for Christmas and I must say they work wonders. I have narrow nasal passages, a deviated septum, and lifelong allergies and sinus problems. An ear/nose/throat doc told me that I could have surgery to carve out my sinus cavities and brace my septum so that I could, you know, breathe through my nose like a normal person. The only catch was that I'd have to get a hobby that didn't include getting punched and or kicked in the face. I had resigned myself to a lifetime of mouth breathing until I put the strip on. I cycle so much more oxygen when I wear them that I feel like I'm on dope. I sleep so much better that I wonder if I've been oxygen deprived my whole life. I'm a pretty bright guy, but I could be a frickin' astrophysicist if my parents put infant sized strips on me in the crib. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sparred four rounds with Jake O'Brien on Friday, strictly boxing. It was an...educational experience. I try to blog at least every other day, but things have been crazy with personal upheaval involving my and my fiances jobs. Hopefully things will settle down soon and I will be able to do what I intended to with this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-6750486230216988550?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/6750486230216988550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=6750486230216988550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6750486230216988550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6750486230216988550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-2972930128302255099</id><published>2008-01-08T20:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:01:19.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>My knee still hurt bad but there is more mobility in the joint than there was when I went to sleep. I slept in (10 hours - booyah!) and had to rush to work without prepping any food. At the very least I avoided soda today. Small victories, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice, compression, elevation and liniment on the knee again tonight. Hopefully swelling will subside soon. There is pain when I put weight in it but it's just a deep bruise. No fluid build up or anything. There is no reason I can't lift and train on it tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Gatorade. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Two slices of pepperoni, two breadsticks, water. What can I say? NY style pizza is like crack to me. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Indian takeout - channa masala, aloo ghobi, vegetable pakoras, naan, water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Forty-five minute walk at the Y in ye olde vinyl suit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-2972930128302255099?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/2972930128302255099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=2972930128302255099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2972930128302255099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/2972930128302255099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-5830818932667689151</id><published>2008-01-08T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:40:45.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>Showed up for the 6 a.m. workout at Indy CrossFit: locked door. Turns out that the session was moved to 6:30 a.m. Looks like I should read Jeff's blog once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;5:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Banana, granola bar, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Yogurt, grapes, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Homemade aloo ghobi (curried potatos and cauliflower) over greens, two small cookies, Switch soda (carbonated fruit juice, no sugar added). &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Stir-fried chicken over greens. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Beef Stuffed grilled burrito from Taco Bell. Not a great choice, but I was starving, I was on the run, and I had run out of prepared food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Brutal CrossFit workout. 21-15-9 of Sumo Deadlift High Pull and wallball broken up with an 1100 meter run. Afterwards I walked for 45 minutes at the YMCA in a vinyl sweatsuit. Afternoon MMA workout at Throwbacks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Worked a lot of Muay Thai. Clinch, kick defense, kick combinations. Cracked my knee against my partner's during kick sparring and I could hardly bend my leg. I did the whole ice, elevation, compression bit and added some Thai liniment to the mix before I went to sleep. Kept working on a book about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gene_Tunney"&gt;Gene Tunney&lt;/a&gt; that Amanda got me for Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-5830818932667689151?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/5830818932667689151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=5830818932667689151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5830818932667689151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/5830818932667689151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-6146549358671554936</id><published>2008-01-05T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T08:48:09.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday and Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work early so I pushed my workouts back to the afternoon. I was pretty productive and took off early, ran some errands with Amanda and then hit the gym. Jeff changed the name of the gym from Shok Fitness to Indy CrossFit, saying that "CrossFit is what we do and we do it extremely well." It was a gut check kind of workout and I pushed through it. I have to be the hammer not the nail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Granola bar, banana, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Leftover jambalaya and greens, Switch soda (100% carbonated fruit juice, no sugar added). &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Qdoba chicken burrito, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; 8" pizza, breadsticks, water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Indy CrossFit workout - 10 jump rope double unders, 10 dumb bell thrusters at 45# per hand, max sets in 20 minutes. I got eight sets in. I'd never tried double unders successfully but now I am confident that I could rip out sets of them much faster than I did last night. Afterwards I picked up Amanda and we went to the YMCA. Thirty minutes on the treadmill, 30 on a stationary bike in a vinyl sweat suit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in again but felt good when I got up. I hadn't sparred in more than a month because of my hand and holiday craziness. There's no replacement for sparring, so when I wanted to call it a day after two rounds, our sparring coach at Self Defense Systems, John Eckles, told me to gear up and go another two rounds. Turns out the third round was my best. The fourth round was ugly, but more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noon&lt;/span&gt; Two breadsticks, mixed greens salad with peanuts and apple slices and a little honey mustard dressing. Water to drink. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Granola bar, two small oatmeal chocolate chip cookies, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; One piece of beef jerky, Gatorade. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Stir-friend chicken over mixed green salad, baked potstickers. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Popcorn and lemonade. Hey, we went to see &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/fox_searchlight/juno/trailer/"&gt;Juno&lt;/a&gt;, and you can't watch movies without popcorn. Even after the movie I felt clean inside and out. Nothing I ate today made me feel bloated or slow or unclean. I think that's due equally to what I ate and the portions I ate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Ten three-minute rounds of boxing work: three rounds of shadow boxing, three on the heavy bag, and four rounds of sparring. After I got home Amanda and I went to the Y and did 30 minutes on the treadmill and 30 minutes on the stationary bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Worked on hand spead and keeping my defenses up while during shadow boxing and heavy bag work. I sparred all four rounds with Kevin Mat, a fast mofo who fights much better in the gym than he has in the ring. He won Golden Gloves a couple years back but has been a little passive as his competition improved. He's a counter fighter but doesn't do enough to establish control of the ring or put his opponent down - even though he and everyone he trains with knows he can.  It was good to spar with him and get absolutely peppered with punches. I will not face anyone nearly as fast, and it will be good to tighten up my defenses and get in the habit of always moving and changing my targets and angles of attack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-6146549358671554936?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/6146549358671554936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=6146549358671554936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6146549358671554936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/6146549358671554936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/friday-and-saturday.html' title='Friday and Saturday'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-4956397545318881072</id><published>2008-01-03T20:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T20:22:02.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing.</title><content type='html'>I talk all that shit about consistency and today? Today I sleep in, rush to work without food, get a cheeseburger and soda for lunch, pizza before doing second shift work on a story at a nightclub, and jambalaya when I got home. Gotta do better tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-4956397545318881072?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/4956397545318881072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=4956397545318881072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4956397545318881072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/4956397545318881072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/amazing.html' title='Amazing.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-7408169471486840012</id><published>2008-01-02T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:02:58.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on the wagon.</title><content type='html'>Jeff told me today that I could be one of the best CrossFitters at the gym if I overcame my mental blocks and trained with consistency. Consistency is the key. The holidays completely knocked me out of my routine and it's not like my schedule was ironclad before Christmas. More consistent follow-through is on my resolution shortlist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As corny as New Year's resolutions are, I can't help but buy into the spirit of renewal just a little bit. A hippy-dippy relative gave me a really extensive astrology workout for my birthday last spring and it said (surprise) that 28 was going to be a big year for me. I laughed it off at the time but I've made big strides in my career, got engaged, cut a lot of dead weight from my life and got in over my head with this project. At my current pace I'll be in better shape on my 29th birthday than probably any previous year, I have a happy home life, my financial situation isn't so apocalyptic - I could go on. Point is, I made a handful of resolutions, most of which are geared towards finishing this project with a bang. Consistency in carrying those resolutions out will determine if it ends with a bang or a fizzle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;5:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Granola bar, orange, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Homemade Padd Thai - tofu, egg, peanuts, and rice noodles. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Bowl of chicken noodle soup. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;5 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Granola bar, water. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Pizza, breadsticks, steamed vegetables, water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Shok Fitness in the morning, two light cardio sessions at the YMCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; None.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-7408169471486840012?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/7408169471486840012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=7408169471486840012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/7408169471486840012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/7408169471486840012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-on-wagon.html' title='Back on the wagon.'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-450641645113128956</id><published>2007-12-25T17:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T17:15:02.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Festivus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R3GprOc54YI/AAAAAAAAAFI/x272Mg_UoZc/s1600-h/festivus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R3GprOc54YI/AAAAAAAAAFI/x272Mg_UoZc/s400/festivus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148082409139986818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Festivus, ya'll. My toe foot is feeling better but I have the most brutal dry cough. Because of my illness, multiple Christmas gatherings with family, and the fact taht my sister and best friend (two different people) are visiting from London this week equals me not going to the gym. The New Year marks the one-third mark of this project and I feel like I only recently figured out where I am headed and what I need to do. I'm stronger, faster, and have more endurance than I did three months ago. Conversely, my body is breaking down and I feel like the more I learn the more I realize I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-450641645113128956?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/450641645113128956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=450641645113128956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/450641645113128956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/450641645113128956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-festivus.html' title='Happy Festivus'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R3GprOc54YI/AAAAAAAAAFI/x272Mg_UoZc/s72-c/festivus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649321843458088.post-132499724792744909</id><published>2007-12-20T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T19:34:17.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toe-jammin'</title><content type='html'>Woo-eee! Walkin' sucks! The picture below fails to accurately illustrate the bruising, swelling, and weird grey hue of the skin on my toes, but it's a start. I'm icing my dogs right now and I am calling in broken to my Shok and Throwbacks workouts tomorrow. Today's non-sequiter: I need to work on getting no less than seven hours of sleep each night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R2szPzbxnnI/AAAAAAAAAFA/mNUtrf6XxFg/s1600-h/Toe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R2szPzbxnnI/AAAAAAAAAFA/mNUtrf6XxFg/s400/Toe2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146263345798684274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; Strawberries and pineapple. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;12:45 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Two slices of cheese pizza, two breadsticks, soda. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; Chicken breast over black beans and rice, steamed vegetables, water. Busy at work the last two days, my eating has been less than ideal. Work in progress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skills&lt;/span&gt; Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42649321843458088-132499724792744909?l=fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/feeds/132499724792744909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42649321843458088&amp;postID=132499724792744909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/132499724792744909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42649321843458088/posts/default/132499724792744909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fightingwordsmma.blogspot.com/2007/12/toe-jammin.html' title='Toe-jammin&apos;'/><author><name>Neal Taflinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01647816156887062207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/SX0insvUa2I/AAAAAAAAALI/X_Fuk5g-YPA/S220/MUGSHOT_BRANDING.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rgw3p_yMaz4/R2szPzbxnnI/AAAAAAAAAFA/mNUtrf6XxFg/s72-c/Toe2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
