Showing posts with label Training Camp (Fujimi Kogen). Show all posts
Showing posts with label Training Camp (Fujimi Kogen). Show all posts
September 11th, 2015

Since I came back from the camp, the guys seem less hesitant to ask me to practice. It has come to the point where I no longer get a break. At least that's how it was for the past two weeks. The fighters were preparing for the next two tournaments, and since I would consistently be there at every practice, I was now being asked to practice by much stronger opponents, much more often.

But as my father had told me, most Japanese's approach towards people is based on trust. Trust which comes from the history they have with that person. Now that I have spent quite a fair bit amount of time with them, and proven to them I am serious, they take me seriously. And going to the training camp only helped that. 

In the past two weeks, I have practiced with more different partners than I have in the last four months. I even got called up by Fubuki to get thrown. As they approach a tournament, the athletes competing get to line up and call whoever they want to throw three to five times. This was my first time being called up by an athlete. 

Now when I came back from the camp, I really wondered why I didn't feel completely desorganized like I usually do when I come back from a training camp. After a few days, I realized that it was because of something called "hei jou shin". The character representing "hei" means "even" or "peace". The character for "jou" means "ordinary" and at last the character for "shin" means your "heart". So if you can see the connection: peace + ordinary + heart. In a real context, it means self-control, presence of mind. But as I was taught by my father, it also means not letting external factors interrupt your daily routine. 

At the camp, even though the boys would stay up late and play the werewolf game, I would go and brush my teeth, get ready for bed, write my blog, and sleep. Even though I wanted to play, I knew that the best thing for me was to get as much rest as possible. This kept me in the game the whole time and it also gave me balance. It kept me centered and in the end, prevented me from forgetting things. Thanks to it, I was never late for practice, and I had my stuff packed before the others as we left. 

Now applying this all the time can be quite challenging. During the normal life, there are many things that just "pop out of nowhere" and need for you to adjust your schedule. But for the first time, I think I really understood what my father had been telling me these past few years.

(Hei-jō-shin)

August 22nd, 2015

We started the day with the weird morning stretching, a little early, and then off to breakfast.

(The last breakfast.)


After breakfast, we had to finish packing and get everything completely cleaned from our room before practice. Luckily, I had packed most of my stuff the night before. I finished up my stuff, packing everything so that I could just place my gi in my luggage and go.

(The boys packin' hard!)


At last, here came the last practice. Now by this time, everyone was tired, and you could feel it.

After the first fifteen minutes, I felt something weird with my shoulder, so I decided not to do much that last practice. I didn't want to get a stupid last-minute injury. Which is what Fubuki ended up doing. He pulled his right middle toe during the last 30 minutes of the practice, and will most likely not be able to practice for two-three days.

After practice, we took pictures with our same year students. I normally stand with the 2nd year students, but I talk mostly with those from the 3rd year, so I was told to go in with them for the picture!

We then took the next hour to pick up the mats and clean the gym.

(It goes much faster with over 80 people working together.)


Lunch time, then onto the bus.

(One stop on the way back. I really love these Yatsugatake mountains.)

As I walked up the hill near my residence in the unbearable heat, pulling my suitcase, I recalled where I was last week, and how far I had come. This week has taught me a lot. A lot about the members of the club. It has shown me how they think. I was able to participate in the training camp with the Tokai University Judo Team this summer. One more goal completed.

Sweat, blood, and fire is what I left back there. But what I brought back cannot be put into words.

("Otsukare sama!" I finished in one piece!)

August 21st, 2015

Early wake up, morning streching, then breakfast.

(Breakfast.)

Two hours later, practice. Fought lots this time, and soon time for lunch.


After lunch, we had plenty of time to sleep. I slept for two hours. Then time for practice. This time we did ground work again, and then another circuit training. Still with Fubuki, I pushed myself as hard as I could. By the end of it, I was tired, but satisfied. Yet, after bowing, I noticed Fubuki invite his friend for a running training. I asked if I could join, and it ended up just being the two of us. We ran up the hill just like we had the second day of the camp. Twice. It really killed me, right after practice, and I can't believe I did that. After that, we did five more dashes up the hill, and headed in to eat supper. Once we had finished, I headed off to the shower, and then soon came the time for reading.

(Lunch.)

(Supper.)

(Reading time. I really did enjoy this.)

(The icecream machine at the camp. You can't tell very well, but more than half of it is out of stock.)

August 20th, 2015

This morning, no morning practice but we still had to get up early. We gathered in front of the gym, and basically just streched for like 2 minutes, and then went to go eat. I have no idea why we did that, but I kept my questions to myself. Something you learn to do here in Japan.

After that, we all took a nap, and then to practice.

(Yeah, training is that hard.)

This time, Sato sensei showed up. Agemizu had left the day before, but here came Sato sensei haha! He asked me if I was okay. He had only came for that one practice, but it shows how much he cares for this team.

(Watching baseball. The high school affiliated to Tokai, from which more than half of the judo club's members come from, won this tournament.)

After that practice, we ate lunch, and we all passed out. Now after one hour of sleep, I woke up, and went to go see if I could wash my gi. You see, in Canada, we never washed our gi during a training camp. Unless we were at a hotel with washers, but that was rare. Now the Japanese in general are very concerned about self appearance, and so every one washes their gis. I had not brought anything for that, but today, probably because he thought I stank, Fubuki let me use some of his detergent! While everyone was sleeping, I woke up and went to check if any of the machines were open. One just happened to be finishing. I wasn't too sure how to use it, so I asked the first year student who was pulling his gi from it what to do. He kindly helped me through it, and I was very thankful.

Today, we were supposed to have a reading period before our second judo practice, but it apparently got cancelled.

I then prepared for practice, listened to music, and then on to the mats. This practice went pretty well. We just did ground work, and I won a lot of fights. But I have to say most of them were tired and didn't try to their best. But I still felt good.

Once practice was done, I rushed to get my laundry done, and then into the shower room. It was packed. You see, at the resort, there are also people training in other sports, and one huge group of track and field boys are here. They take up a lot of room, and when I entered the shower room, there was no way to move. We were in total maybe 40 people in that small room. I would call that a very "Japanese" experience. Unfortunately, I couldn't grab a picture.

(Supper.)

After eating like two ice creams, I watched the guys play the werewolf game again, and went to my bed where I watched some videos on my phone. I was still the first one to go to bed. Funny.



August 19th, 2015

Early wake up. Prep, and head out to the front of the gym, wearing my running outfit. Bow in, and we split into light, mid, and heavy weights. Our group went downhill and onto a path made within the small forest we had entered. Our coach told us five rounds, but we ended up taking a longer path, one round 1,700m, so were told to stop after three laps. This morning happened to be a good morning for me. I was 3rd coming in from that long run. Then we had to sprint once around a small path, and out of all the athletes in my category, I ended up being first to come in from that sprint. Now everyone is tired, but considering that so am I, I felt pretty good. That was our last running training. From now on, I believe we are going to walk in the mornings, or so it says on the schedule.

I stayed extra long to stretch my legs, got back, entered the shower, and raced to the food hall to eat my meal.

The mountains were gorgeous this morning.

The second practice was similar to yesterday's! We started with our gi tops on, doing some gripping exercises out in front of the gym. Then, we saluted a man that came and gave the team some money. After that, we headed into the dojo, and performed some exercises which were similar to what we did yesterday. Timed exercises with a partner. Again, I was with Fubuki, and we held through the whole way.

We finished, and off to lunch. I won the janken (rock-scissors-paper) game again! Yay! Two for me!

(Curry for lunch. No offence, but mine is slightly more tasty.)

Look what I found when going to shave.

(Huge bug. Just chillin'.)

(The view from the dorm today.)

Today's judo practice was earlier, since we had a BBQ planned at night. It started well, but at one point I just couldn't move. I reached my limit. Of course it was hard, but that's not why. My gi was soo hard and everytime I moved or my opponent pulled my sleeve or even just standing there, the burns on my skin from the gi just made it impossible to use any of my strength. So I took a break during the practice, unable to move. I should probably buy a long sleeve under armour shirt or something...

After that, in and out of the bath, and off to the BBQ. I got stuck with all the first year students. Haha, they served us all rice, and we started cooking. I took the initiative, and placed the meat on the grill. We kept eating, and we kept adding meat onto the grill. But on top of all the meat we had, we kept receiving meat from our sempai (seniors), which made it impossible to finish our own. At one point during the meal, they started a weird competition of imitation where they took turns imitating funny things, or people they knew. I didn't quite understand it all but it was entertaining to see they had this ritual.

(Meat, meat, meat.)

(And of course vegetables...)

(FIRE!)

After having filled my stomach with more meat that I ate in the last week, I chatted with some friends, and walked back to my room.


After brushing my teeth, I watched some of the boys play a werewolf game that Japanese all seem to love.

(The boys, all texting while waiting their turns.)

One more day over.



















August 18th, 2015

Up at 6. Washroom. Running clothes. Meeting at 6:45. We ran up the hill here twice, which is one very long slow slope up. Then we did some sprints. After that, shower, and breakfast. Now we had our first decent break.

(Breakfast # 1.)

(During the break, took some time to write my thoughts.)

Since we had some time, and I knew that at the end of the week, I wouldn't want to do so, I went out for a walk, and took some pictures of the surroundings (Fujimi Heights, Nagano, Japan).




(Back in the wild, I am.)

(Today's lunch.)

Now the next practice was my first time doing something like this. We made our way outside in front of the gym with just our gi tops. We ended up doing about 30 minutes of gripping exercises outside, in the sun, in shoes, shorts, and judo tops. I thought we would end there since we do have a third practice, but no. We grabbed our stuff, and headed to the open gym area where the trainers had prepare a series of exercises. They had placed various weight exercises tools in two big circles, one for the heavy weights, and the other for us, the light weights. We each grabbed a partner, and I was paired with Fubuki. What happened next was what I had watched many of them do just before a tournament. We do every exercise for 30 seconds, then move to the next one. Fubuki went up first, and I cheered him on through the first round. Then it was my turn. It was hard, yeah, but I just felt glad I was part of them doing it. I had always wondered how it was to do so.

I'm thankful for Fubuki for cheering me on the whole time, it kept me pushing. Sometimes, Masaya from the group right ahead of us would cheer me on too, yelling "Mamoru! Hayaku!" with means hurry up Mamoru (my Japanese name). We did two rounds each, and then finished off bowing.

(View from the dorm.)

(The weather was nice, and I felt ready for this camp.)

After changing, straight to the food hall. This time, I was forced to sit with many of the 4th year students. I didn't really talk much, but when I didn't I was stared at harshly. Then one of them called me Michael, and then said he didn't know my name. I realized that because of the language barrier, I was an easy pray for them to pick on.

This is going to be a hard week. Physically, but also mentally. One can even say emotionally?

Next practice. Was hard. My back, neck and arms were completely ripped off their skin. Lots of gripping we did. Lots of gripping.

(I don't know if you can tell how red my arms are compared to the white background.)

(It hurt.)

Now after supper, I did something I never thought I would do at a training camp. I went for an extra workout. Fubuki was the one who invited me. He said he was going to do some exercises, and asked if I wanted to join. At first, I thought it was crazy. I was thinking about the next day to come, and how I didn't want to be too tired, but then I thought, hey, if he can do it, so can I. And so I went to the gym area of the camp, and worked on my abs, my back, and my pectoral muscles. Unbelievable. As my father often told me before I came here, this is not the kind of level of dedication I will find when I come back to Canada.

(I work out!)

(Muscles x 8, Fubuki, 3rd from right)

August 17th, 2015

(Time to leave.)

I woke up in time, ate breakfast, finished my last packing, and took a taxi down the hill to the meeting location. After going to the washroom at the nearby supermarket, I got on the bus, and waited for the bus to leave. I was sitting in the very first seat, which felt lonely at first, but after a while, I realize it allowed me to sleep, have a better view, and not be forced to talk. The bus left at 8:30 from Tokai, and we were gone. I decided to try sleeping for the first bit, since nothing interesting would come up. After about an hour, we stopped at a pit stop for those wanting food or needing to go to the washroom. Not much happened really, but here's some of the scenery I saw.

(Waiting for the buses at the nearby supermarket's parking lot.)

(Mountains.)

(Yep, we are headed to the mountains.)

We got the camp, and scrambled to our room. I believe the coaches had done on purpose to place me with some of my closest friends as roommates, for which I was grateful.

(Almost there...)

Here's our room.

(Very... camp-ish.)

After resting for 45 minutes, we went to go eat. This was interesting. Everyone had their food served by the 1st year students (I have been ranked with 2nd students at Tokai), and we all waited for the coaches to come in and sit before we started. Here's what we ate. I actually ate too much which made my stomach hurt before practice haha.

("Itadakimasu!" is what you said before eating in Japan.)

Our first practice was almost exactly the same as the ones back in Tokai. But this time, we worked on a few more different drills and gripping techniques.

After we were done, I iced my shoulder, strechted. Once that was done, straight to dinner. Once that was done, we showered and took a bath! Yep we have a BATH! Then I basically started getting ready to sleep while the guys watched a drama. They were soo into it, it was funny to watch them. I passed out first in our room, thinking I should try getting lots of rest on our first day here.

(Supper.)

(Literally GLUED to the TV...)