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[seeingivy]

jersey switch 

satoru gojo x f!reader 

in which you and satoru make an honest mistake before the big game 

an: avoiding finals next week by thinking being delulu about mr gojo himself 

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Warming up is essential to success in the game. You’ll never forget those words from your first coach, at the mere age of seven, when you stepped on the soccer field ready to start playing. There was no point at trying to win the game if your body wasn’t warmed up, primed for the best. 

You had been consistently training since then, playing soccer everywhere and anywhere. The school team, the club team, with random kids at the park. But before you play, you’ve always warmed up. You can't start the game without it. 

What’s the best way to warm up? Being pressed up against Satoru Gojo, your sworn rival, minutes before the game starts. 

Sworn rival is a tad dramatic, but the game is important to you. And it’s important to him. The two of you had been butting heads since the beginning of your collegiate career, when he easily won over you during the first game of the season. You swore to never let him do it again.

Since then, any training session, practice, drill you did was with him in mind. That stupid white hair, glimmering blue eyes, that sweet, sweet voice panting your name before the start of every game - he was everywhere. 

You can hear the whistle blow outside the door, the two of you breaking apart and frantically pulling your clothes back on. You slip on your shorts, lacing your cleats as you run out the closet with him. 

“If I win, you have to do that thing I like next game.” 

The thing he likes? Moaning his name. You refuse to do it, hating to give him the satisfaction of letting him know he can drive you crazy with just his touch.

“If I win, you have to do what we did during the Central Lakers.” 

He groans but agrees, the two of you shaking on it as you split on to the other sides of the field. Central Lakers was a fond memory for the two of you, the first time the two have ever “warmed up” together. Central Lakers is a stadium, two hours away from Kyoto and Jujitsu. You both qualified for the regional finals and were playing against one another. 

Both teams had gotten there early and since you were in a particularly devious mood, your rivalry at its peak, you had stolen his blue cleat laces. 

Legend has it, Satoru Gojo cannot play without his blue cleat laces. They’re a bit of a good luck charm, him being the superstitious type. You can’t blame him, your double heart charm necklace was something you couldn’t play without. 

Satoru had found out you took the laces, chasing you down the locker rooms before finally tackling you, pinned on top of you. You remember the look on his face to this day. You see it every time you close your eyes. His eyes dilated, cheeks red from running, his gaze darting down to your lips. 

He initiated first, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips. It was hesitant, like he was asking for permission. But once you got a taste, you couldn’t hold back. Hands in his hair, running down his shirt, begging him for that sweet relief. 

He teased you the entire time, dragging you slowly into the closet, undressing you like you were a porcelain doll. The words that fell out of his mouth - you couldn’t believe he was praising you, like you were some angel fallen from the earth. Pressing his lips to your collarbone, stomach, the inside of your thigh, all while saying you were going to ruin him. 

After that game, the two of you suddenly popped into the nearby closet, bathroom, classroom to warm up before every one of your games. 

You run up to the circle, securing your hair back into its ponytail. Satoru had a habit of running his fingers through your hair, saying you looked way better with it down. 

Everyone in the circle ogles you, staring you down as you double not the shoelace.s 

“I’m just a few minutes late, calm down. The game hasn’t even started late.” 

The entire team bursts into laughter, tears falling from their eyes. 

“What’s so funny?” 

You feel a hand land on your shoulder, the touch warm. You turn around to find Satoru at your side, a smirk plastered on his face. 

“What do you want, asshole?” 

But, that’s when you really take a look and realize what the fuck is so funny. Satoru is wearing your jersey. Your jersey - forest green with your last name in big white letters on the back. 

You look down, realizing you’re wearing Satoru’s jersey. Navy blue with Gojo printed in big white letters on the back. The two of you had been particularly antsy today, discarding all your clothes in the few minutes you were together. You guys must have been in such a rush you forgot to pay attention when running out. 

You punch him square in the chest, glaring at him. His team has joined yours, them joining your team in laughing. 

“This is your fault, dickwad.” 

“My fault? Who dragged me into the closet?” 

“I know you’re not saying I did that. You’re the one who pointed it out when we got here.” 

“And you’re the one who was begging for more after the last game.” 

The entire team starts laughing even louder, half of them claiming they knew it all along. Your ass, they knew. Maki, a sophomore kicker from your team, interrupts the two of you shouting at each other, the makings of a smile still on her face.

“We have a game to play. Switch jerseys now. You can go back to fucking after the game is over.” 

“Maki.” 

You look over to find Satoru shirtless, your jersey in his hand. You don’t miss the bright pink spot in his neck, already blueing into a hickey. 

“Satoru.” you whisper, gritting your teeth.  

“What? You’re holding up the game.” 

“No, not that.” 

“What?” 

“I’m not you. I can’t just take my shirt off in the middle of the damn field.” 

He pales, realizing and mouthing you sorry. He pulls a few of the members of his team, signaling them to turn their backs and surround you so you could take your shirt off. 

You crouch down, slipping Satoru’s jersey off and putting yours back on. 

“This is kind of racy. I kind of like-” 

“Finish that sentence and I’ll break your jaw, Suguru.” 

You pause, shocked by Satoru’s words. But then again, his competitive nature would make him the possessive type. You stand up, tapping on the back of his shoulder to signal that you were done. 

He turns around, slipping his own jersey over his head. The rest of the players fan out, getting into the positions, leaving the two of you standing on the post. He reaches down, fixing out the wrinkles on your jersey, lining it up with your shorts. You mimic his motions, doing the same with his. He looks down at you, blue eyes peering into yours. 

“Got your necklace?” 

“Mhm.” 

“Good. You’re going to need it.” 

You roll your eyes, yanking him down by the hem of his shirt and pressing a kiss onto his lips. You break apart, not missing the shock plastered over his face. You place an extra kiss to the side of his neck, having identified it as somewhat of a sweet spot for him a few months ago, for good measure. You’re sure you’ve riled him up well enough to distract him during the game.

You stand on the tips of your toes, hovering near his ear. 

“Have fun winning now, Satoru.” you whisper before running off to your position. 

You don’t miss him yelling out that you’re a tease before he takes his spot on the field.

[ekebolou]

Okay, so what do you think of this (it's a schedule):

So, it's a lunisolar calendar, right? And there's not really a reason for it to have seven-day weeks. So, ten-day weeks (except for the months with 29 days - I guess that means there's one nine-day week? More detail pending greater understanding)

So, ollamh get a day off every five days, cadets every 10 days (there are yearly/seasonal holidays that will affect this, i.e. Founder's Day, solstices, etc.). That means, in a given week, cadets have one day off, and one day of large-scale exercises organized by petty officers or groundskeeping quartermaster-led duties.

The courses are divided across two days and generally into two hour classes (there are two one and half hour sections, which is what gives you things like 'long tactics' vs. a regular tactics class). Classes vary across Years, with the First and Second much more focused on highly structured and highly physical activities. Things like Ancient Languages drop out of schedules after the Second Year, unless there's some kind of special dispensation - generally after the Second Year, cadets start to specialize (not every cadet who leaves really 'leaves' - sometimes they're shunted off into a branch of the military they have shown more aptitude for than strictly as a field officer in a leadership role - this includes, of course, the secret development of artillery).

But a typical First Year schedule might look something like this:

Schedule 1, Day 1: 5am - 6:30: Exercises Breakfast 8-10: Swordplay 10-12pm: Ancient Languages Lunch 1:30 - 3: Tactics 3-5: Groups 5-6:30: Foundations 8pm: Dinner

Day 2 5am - 6:30: Exercises Breakfast 8-10: Weaponry 10-12: Tactics Lunch 1:30-3: History 3-5: Grappling 5-6:30: Groups 8pm: Dinner

These appear to be fairly luxurious meal time allowances, but it's also the only 'free' time cadets are given to practice or complete reading or writing assignments between 5am and 8pm. Swords are special and get their own class. Weaponry is literally practice with everything else, starting with pikes. 'Grappling' isn't just two hours of Brazillian Jujitsu kinda stuff, it's all close hand-to-hand (that isn't knives - that's weaponry). 'Foundations' is also a catch-all - think of it like a kind of 'natural philosophy', but in the First Year, they're literally having to teach a certain number of cadets basic literacy and numeracy, arithmetic, etc. There is no public education in Ainjir.

Groups are also vaguely defined - it can be like study hall, but it can also be organized group exercises. They become more loosely organized as you get higher in the years. While your overall 'group' - the half or quarter of the class assigned to same periods for 'Groups' remains the same, the individual small groups cadets are supposed to work in aren't kept consistent, unless the ollamh leading Groups is lazy, which many of them are.

Various sets of these blocks will be interrupted for things like The Cogadh, Equitation (Forever <3 @dharmagun), bivouac, full corps exercises, etc, usually on a kind of predictable, year-to-year basis (not quite seasonal, but kinda). Not all of these are in the schedule, but maybe it helps explain why when Nika does get his schedule it's so huge and so goddamn confusing.

One of the problems with creating an institution that feels realistically fucked up is that it has to feel realistically fucked up. This is not a culture that has developed either factory precision or full-on Prussian drill (though they do have both drills and marches - they practice these during 'exercises', when they're also enforcing a stretching regimen because they have at least figured out that part of 'wellness culture' [a joke - they give only a minimal fuck about your wellness at the Academy]).

They've had a kind of mini-Scientific Revolution because divine explanations went out the window, but that doesn't mean they're a fully empirical Vulcan logic culture. They also keep a very careful control of their best metallurgists, engineers, and mathematicians, because they can't publicly endorse any research, experimentation, or education that might look like it would violate the Black Powder Ban without risking A) the other five nations ramping up their public efforts to the same degree; or B) inviting war. So there's a kind of Cold War, race to the A-bomb going on there.

The Academy is essentially the only significant 'higher' education in Ainjir, but it very patently doesn't do everything. Adineh, for contrast, has a whole bunch of institutions essentially recognizable as university-style education. Ainjir's great setbacks on this front have come from the fact that it's very hard to keep hold of a significant library when you're getting invaded as many times as they were, pre-Keadar-Ainjir. Without libraries, it's harder to maintain a significant 'world of letters' kind of culture - plenty of nobles did, but when they hit the wall in Ainjir it was easier to just go to Adineh, or Wulsh, or even the little sorta-Republic that Ainjir doesn't want to acknowledge in the southwest marshes.

So, Nika's father is right, it is, in fact, a very good school - the best in the nation - that he's going to, and if all he was good at was the intellectual half of things, he would do great to go there, but either way he would have to survive the other half.

[dauntless-bjj]

The Difference Between Jujitsu And Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu

Before starting the journey of Jujitsu we should know the differences between these martial arts lie in their distinct foundational techniques and training approaches. Jujitsu boasts a diverse range of strikes, joint locks, throws, and pins, emphasizing kata and self-defense scenarios. In contrast, BJJ concentrates on ground combat, positional control, and submissions, favoring live sparring and positional drills. Both disciplines have evolved from self-defense origins to impact professional grappling. Explore the difference between Jujitsu and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and start your BJJ journey.

[theajjf]

Lessons from Losing - by Austin Stahl

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Lessons from Losing - by Austin Stahl

    Lessons from Losing

  Many of the martial artists I’ve met over the years have dabbled in various forms of competition, and a pattern has seemed to emerge after picking their brains. They start out gung-ho when they are young, eventually realizing the mileage it’s putting on their body and start winding down as they age. It’s a smart way to train and maintain. For better or worse, I’ve been doing things in the opposite order. I am what you could call a late bloomer…for as long as I can remember I’ve defaulted to sitting back, observing, and moving when the time feels right. It has usually served me well. As a younger martial artist I didn’t feel much competitive drive. I did the occasional Freestyle and Kata contest, sure. I even competed in Judo and Sport Jujitsu here and there. But these contests were few and far between, with mixed results and mixed dedication. For whatever reason, it wasn’t until about the age of 30 (12 years into my martial arts journey) that I finally felt the itch to compete…the itch to pour everything I have into preparation and really put myself on the line to see what I’m made of. There are different ways of testing yourself of course, but what I desired was confirmation of how well I could (or couldn’t) defend myself against a fully resisting opponent. I wanted to truly trust in my skills without doubt and as the Buddhists believe, one’s enemy can often be their best teacher. 

  In the year 2022, I had four opportunities to fight. Two of these in the format of Sport Jujitsu, one MMA fight, and one Muay Thai fight. Of the four, I came out with 2 wins and 2 losses. They say you learn more from your losses than your wins, which is true. You do however learn from your wins as well. What they don’t tell you is how difficult it can be to recognize and receive the correct messages from your losses, or how difficult it is to stomach the accompanying feelings that are part of the package. Please understand, I’m writing this largely for myself. It helps to have an emotional and mental outlet. I am, however, sharing this writing because I feel it’s my duty as a sensei of the Kodenkan system to transmit my knowledge and experience to help others. It’s what we do, and from what I’m told it’s an ancient tradition. If you plan to compete or fight in the future, or have students who wish to, I’ve no doubt that the technical aspects can be covered by the sensei-student relationship. What I wish to speak on are the things you may not have considered in order to avoid the seemingly unavoidable feelings of being blindsided by unforeseen circumstances. 

    Lesson 1: Visualization Works

  Before this year’s Ohana event, I decided Sport Jujitsu was a perfect format in which to start my competitive journey. The ruleset is awesome, allowing for the competitor to win in a variety of ways based on their personal strengths. If you’re a striker, grappler, or thrower your chances of victory are even. I prepared as well as I could; my nutrition was perfect, my cardio training was on point, I was adamant on my physical conditioning against damage. I intentionally worked on strength and flexibility every day. You name it, I did it. The only problem was that I was living in the middle of nowhere, with no gym or training partners within reach. How do you prepare for a fight without practice? I’m a big believer in the mind’s ability to influence physical outcome, so instead of drilling/sparring I trained internally by imagining the fight over and over and over. I did this several times a day, for several months. I didn’t know who my opponent would be, I didn’t know if they would be tall/short, southpaw or orthodox. I imagined every scenario I could as often as I could and felt every sensation along the way to imprint the feeling of success until the point where it was truly difficult to imagine myself losing. When the day finally arrived, I had two fights back to back with two previously unknown, but tough/skilled warriors. I performed well, composed, and won both matches. The interesting part though, is that the technical execution in both matches was nearly identical to the images I had continuously rehearsed in my head. I used the right techniques at the right times, defended the correct way and countered effortlessly just like I’d planned. It was an amazing experience, more like watching a movie play out than being in the fight myself. Visualization in place of physical practice had worked. The key to effective visualization in my mind is the realism of the images you rehearse, and more importantly the feelings you have when meditating on success. This may feel difficult initially, but like anything else gets easier with time and practice. The wonderful thing about visualization as opposed to physical training is that you can envision yourself having success 100% of the time. That continual mental success translates to confidence, and in the process makes your self-image (and capacity for success) grow. I believe Henry Ford said it best, “whether you think you can or think you can’t, you are right.”

    Lesson 2: Confidence/Arrogance are Sometimes Indistinguishable

  After Ohana’s Sport Jujitsu tournament I had a bit of time to reflect and heal (a broken big toe from a knee block would slow me down, but not stop me) and the itch to test myself was more present than ever. About a month later I received an opportunity to take part in an MMA event. This would be the real deal…full contact, no pads/headgear, with an opponent looking to hurt me. I have religiously trained Jujitsu, Judo, and Muay Thai while using Tai Chi to train my mind and heal my body for many years. The time felt right and I was eager to tackle this new challenge. I’m not a huge fan of MMA to be honest with you, because from what I’ve seen the UFC is more about trash talking for money than the warrior code we martial artists embrace. There are better organizations by the way, but that’s another topic…if interested check out ONE FC. I’ve also seen many UFC fights over the years and from what I’d seen it was mid-level Jujitsu with mid-level Boxing, mid-level kicks and so on…I was rarely impressed. I, on the other hand, had trained with phenomenal Jujitsuka for many years, as well as some of the best Muay Thai fighters in the world. I felt like I didn’t have anything to worry about in the striking department or the grappling department, and if overwhelmed by a specialist I could easily switch gears to take them to where I’m strong and they’re weak (Jujitsu strategy 101). This is where confidence quietly shifts into the realm of arrogance. I can’t stress this next statement enough – when you watch the way they move, and the techniques they use (in another sport), they are doing so for a reason. They are doing what they do because this is what works in their world. They’ve tested it. Thinking you can come in from an outside world with outside knowledge and overcome them at their own game is dangerous and foolish. For example, on kickboxing night I usually beat these MMA fighters cleanly. On grappling night it was often the same. But MMA grappling is not the same as grappling alone. MMA striking is not the same as striking alone. It is completely different, please trust me on this. I could tell you all the reasons why, but that’s a topic for another time. 

  With my confidence building in the gym through consistently good results against training partners in kickboxing and grappling, further compounded by the tried-and-true visualization drills, I felt unstoppable on fight night. I stepped into that cage as an MMA first timer, but a fairly seasoned Jujitsuka/Judoka/Nak Muay ready to put my skills to the test. Standing across from me was an opponent that was supposedly easy to beat despite a size advantage. Turns out he was seasoned too. While I excelled in a patchwork of different skill sets, he was seasoned in MMA purely. He had many fights (previously unknown to me) and used his experience to quickly turn me to stone with a head kick I didn’t ever see coming. He was confident, calm, kept his distance well to use his reach advantage, and threw my mind downward with distracting calf kicks before sending the kill shot upward. According to friends/training partners it appeared I was winning until that point, but to me that doesn’t matter. I approached the fight feeling like I could never be out-kicked by an MMA fighter (kicking is my specialty), but the reality was the veteran taught me about what it’s like to be in his home, the cage. Arrogance had been my downfall.

    Lesson 3: A Failure Offers a Blueprint to Build Success

  One of the only things more difficult in my experience than dealing with a hard hit to your personal belief system is when you receive a blindside hit to your belief system. They say it’s the hit you don’t see coming that takes you out…I can personally attest to the statement’s validity on both a physical and mental level. Picking up the pieces after something personally devastating is one of the hardest parts of human life. How you proceed after being knocked down is often one of the life instances that shapes you for the future. The ancient Stoics believed that perception was everything, and while I don’t personally think it’s everything it sure influences a lot. In order to avoid falling in a hole I can’t climb out of, I make it a personal habit to view every obstacle as opportunity, and every failure as feedback from the universe telling me what doesn’t work in order to avoid that trouble again down the road. But how, exactly, do you recognize the universal message behind a loss or failure if you don’t know how it happened? This is the trouble with being blindsided. Through personal reflection you can eventually find the answer, but after being blindsided the sulking period tends to be much longer (potentially permanent if you let it be) and the cuts to your heart much deeper. 

  After my MMA debut loss, and after licking my wounds for what felt like an eternity (in reality only a few long weeks), my sadness/frustration left me chomping at the bit to get another chance to prove myself to myself. So I took the earliest fight available. This opportunity presented itself in the form of a Muay Thai fight, with headgear and shinpads, which seemed perfect to me considering I want to hang on to as many brain cells as possible. After a talk with my MMA striking coach we decided that pure boxing linear footwork/angles would be the missing link in my style, so we immediately began drilling this basic skill like it was my first day in the gym. I got a whopping 1.5 weeks of practice in before taking this fight, not much. Knowing how much of a blow the previous loss was to my ego (yeah I’ve got one despite my best efforts, willing to bet we all do to an extent) I was worried about that feeling recurring. At the same time, I was aware that to dwell on the thought of losing would be equivalent to shooting my potential success in the foot. Fight day came and went, and I chose to approach this first Muay Thai fight as an “experiment.” My goals included: putting the footwork drills to use in combat, maintaining defensive soundness at all times without my mind slacking (Zanshin) and actually listening for my coach’s advice during the midst of the chaos. Easier said than done for newbies considering adrenaline closes off your hearing to outside distractions. In all three of these regards I was successful. According to the judges these successes weren’t enough to win the fight, but upon video review/talk with spectators it seems clear I’d done enough to win. Who cares about that though, that’s beside the point and judges are human like the rest of us. I think the way I approached the Muay Thai fight as an experiment was the right way to go, because I learned a bit about what works. Taking/reviewing video footage was helpful as well, because I figured out what I did that was successful as well as what I did that was unsuccessful; both immensely helpful in developing my personal style moving forward in competing as well as coaching others. This long-winded description isn’t yet touching on the most important part of the experience however: the use of a “pre-mortem” mental exercise prior to the fight and its effect on my mindset afterward. 

  You see, I wanted more than anything to avoid that devastating feeling that struck me and stuck with me from the MMA loss. In order to do this, I attempted to balance out the confidence-building aspects of visualization with the sad reality that things don’t always go the way you wish. With this in mind I performed a “pre-mortem” exercise (often employed by business managers) to imagine ahead of time that you or your project has failed, and figure out why as if looking through the lens of hindsight. How could I possibly lose? I went through each and every way. I also decided how I would best prevent this from happening. I even decided how I would proceed moving forward with my training/life even if the failure occurred despite my best efforts. I believe it was due to this activity that I am writing this one day after my loss as opposed to the weeks it would have taken had I been blindsided once again. 

  The combination of goal-setting, visualization of success (not just in terms of results, but also success reaching my smaller goals), and the use of foresight to handle potential setbacks has allowed me to know exactly what I need to do moving forward in order to grow. I can only speak for myself, but I’m willing to bet that if you love and train DZR the way I do that personal growth is key to your quality of life and needs to be prioritized and optimized. On this note, I hope you or your students get something from my experiences. In Kokua, I feel it’s my duty to help our Ohana in any way I can.

  On that note, in a logical sense I don’t find it wise to risk head injuries in violent competitions (much less the hard/dangerous training leading up to these fights) but I also understand that risks are occasionally necessary to find parts of yourself that can’t otherwise be acquired. If you or any students have the desire to compete in combat sports, or anything at all, please know I’m openly available to help in any way possible. I don’t begin to claim I know everything, in fact the more I learn the less I know for certain. A sensei, however, isn’t perfect. They’re simply one further down the path. In that spirit, I’d be happy to offer any of my knowledge/experience openly to any willing to seek it out. Jujitsu knowledge is readily available in the family we’ve placed ourselves in. But MMA, Judo, Tai Chi, Muay Thai, boxing, kickboxing, aerobic/anaerobic conditioning, body conditioning, nutrition, pre-fight weight gain/loss, mental preparation and so on are all paths I’ve devoted myself to so please reach out if you ever think I can be of help. 

  In humility,

Austin Stahl 

[pinerspiritual]

On the job learning

ON THE JOB LEARNING FULL

ON THE JOB LEARNING PROFESSIONAL

ON THE JOB LEARNING SERIES

In fact, there are several activities associated with learning that can spark such joy. Let’s take an important moment - amidst the current gloom and grief - to appreciate the joy of learning.

ON THE JOB LEARNING PROFESSIONAL

So how can we bring more of it into our professional lives? Where is the joy? The spark of learning joy is real and useful.

ON THE JOB LEARNING FULL

Yet, we all know the thrill that learning can bring: teaching yourself a new skill via a YouTube video enjoying your first joke in a foreign language hearing a child read her first full sentence out loud the confidence that comes with a jujitsu brown belt the youthful, infectious enthusiasm of a 90-year-old learner. And much of the $359 million spent on corporate learning is wasted. Worse still, we associate those experiences with arbitrary pass/fail cut-offs and sinister, official consequences.

ON THE JOB LEARNING SERIES

Schools, workplaces, and their associated compliance drills make a series of mandatory demands from near the start of our lives to near the end. Much of the joy has been snuffed out of learning. While the joy is a worthwhile end in its own right, joyful learning can also be used to ignite individual careers and collective productivity. As adults and professionals we make too little use of it. Joyful learning is a precious gift in times of boom or bust. Keep track of past and future learning with a to-learn list. Think more widely still, drawing your learning experiences from the rich tapestry of life: films, conversations, museums, advertising campaigns, speeches, even Twitter handles. This is true of TED talks too: just one of the 25 most popular TED talks is business related. MOOCs aren’t just about work skills they also cover life skills. Have an open mind about what useful learning content even is. So how can we bring more of it into our professional lives? Start by taking back control of what you read. We argue that this ‘black box’ offers opportunities for multi-disciplinary research projects on the transfer of training that relate the perspectives of educational and economic research.We all know the thrill that learning can bring: teaching yourself a new skill via a YouTube video enjoying your first joke in a foreign language hearing a child read her first full sentence out loud. Despite this progress in the economic literature, the underlying processes through which training leads to a higher productivity remain unclear. The economic literature finds that participation in training is beneficial for both the participating workers and their employers, although there is also evidence that selectivity of workers matters. The aim of this paper is to give an overview of the underlying theoretical paradigm in economics, and the challenges faced in empirical research. In the economic literature, the transfer of training is based on the theoretical framework of human capital theory and has been extensively analysed empirically in econometric studies that take account of unobserved heterogeneity of workers and the selectivity in training participation. Although the transfer of on-the-job training to the workplace belongs to the realm of educational research, it is also highly related to labour economics.

[sokeanshu]

Ground Fighting Defensive Training Drill | Jujutsu Martial Arts Techniques

[jujitsupro]

Sunday training #jujitsu #jiujitsu #jiujitsulifestyle #jujutsu #judo #judoka #grappling #martialarts #martialartist #blackbelt #training #armbar #drill

[samuraijitsu]

Throws' drill

[themsleeves]

Submission Flow Drill - good fundamentals to master! via /r/bjj : (http://ift.tt/2EdSfmn) from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2HtrN-wVu-Y&feature=youtu.be&ab_channel=NewWaveAcademyTrainingCentre (http://new-wave-academy.com/)

[witchersmistress]

On the run

Permission not given to be used

This is a one shot atm I can see if I can work further but at this time no

Gif credit to xo-tough-love-xo

POV: You

Word count: 715

Gathering my wits about me, I only had so much time to make it out of here. Throwing the bare minimum into a suitcase, I grabbed my Manila envelope with different IDs and a bank account in each to keep me comfortable. Putting on top and zipping the bag closed.

From the time I could remember, it was drilled into me by my parents. "Get out at 18 and don't look back, he'll be coming for you" they broke their contract telling me this but they wanted to give me a chance to get away. The self-defense classes, countless hours at the gym. Being a black belt in jujitsu, martial arts. How to handle various weapons.

Darting down my stairs into my kitchen where I kept my gun and keys to make a getaway into the garage. Rummaging in the drawer for my keys, I froze… there was a single white peony on the countertop That wasn't there when I got the call from my parents this morning. With a shaking hand, picked up the flower. It was fresh, still had dew drops from the morning rain.

I was tempted to lift it to my nose but I knew better. In a rage, threw the delicate flower into the sink and watched as it smacked and the petals flew off the stem. Taking a moment to steady myself. Grabbing my bag and the leash I yelled for my dog "Akira" a sharp whistle but he didn't come. Akira come we need to leave" hearing a low whine from the living room made my way towards the sound.

I found Akira his crate, dropping my knees to undo the locks, he let out a low growl, but he was to late.. a thick hand reached around my throat, pulling me to my feet. I felt a hand reach out to move a strand from my face. "Now just where do you think you are going?" I British accent hissed in my ear. Refusing to answer him I kept my eyes on Akira "Tsk tsk tsk" I waited with baited breathe for the right opportunity. His hand loosened on my throat and that was all I need, raise his hand to my mouth I bit in the skin between his index and thumb and he let out a blood curdling scream, pushing me away from him. He grabbed his hand and let out a low growl. Charging at him, I took my shot and aimed for his gut. The the heel of my foot and drove into his stomach. Bending at his waist to absorb the impact, leaving his back exposed, bringing my elbow down on the base of his neck. Grabbing his neck I turned it till I heard a sicken crack and he laid dead at my feet.

With no time to waste I freed Akira, and we ran to the kitchen grabbing my keys and bag, I flung the garage door open. Bolting to my car and throwing open the door, stuffing my bag and getting Akira in. Jumping in the driver's seat and opened my garage door, when I was blinded by headlights in my review mirror. I could see a figure making their way towards me, dragging a finger along my car till he got to my driver's side window, the barrel of the silencer tapping gentle on the glass, rolling my window down.

I knew I was done I was caught with no escape. Large hands incased in black leather gloves rested. Holding his cerulean gaze, he gave me a cold smile "Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way" I spat at him "Go to hell" he just let out a low rumble of the laugh and moved like lightening, it happened before I could register it. The prick of a needle in my neck and my world going black. I lazily swung my head to look this vile man in the face.

A killer jaw line, with some stubble and mustache. His cerulean blues staring at me with delight and his dark curls just resting about his brow. The last thing I took in were those blue eyes. All the training in the world couldn't save me from this man, this monster

August. Fucking. Walker

[ckfightlife]

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[senshidojolviv]

Сьогодні розглянемо підготовчі вправи для правильного виконання #maegeri.

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[mysterymanjoseph]

Lost in a Strange World:  mysterymanjoseph and x-lost-in-thoughts-x

Joseph had hiked out to a little clearing behind his family’s country estate to do some practicing with two wonderful gifts he was honored with for what he did during his time in the Marines in Afghanistan.  During a particularly nasty firefight, another unit had been pinned down, one of the men trapped and wounded in a bad position.  Joseph ran out through the firefight, grabbed the man and drug him to cover.  The man was of Japanese heritage, not that it made any difference to Joseph at all, but, the man’s grandfather was a master sword smith in Japan, and after hearing what Joseph did to save the old man’s grandson, the smith set to work forging two swords for Joseph as a thank you.  According to the letter that came with the swords, they were beyond ‘special’ forged from the heart of a star that died and fell to Earth in ancient times,..so the old man wrote.  He also said they were living things, and needed fresh air and sunshine, not to be just stuck in a display and allowed to gather dust.  So, he takes the swords, a Dotanuki, called a ‘torso killer’ by those who know swords of the Land of the Rising Sun.  It is a bit thicker, and a tad longer, than the standard Katana.  Hefting the blade for the first time, Joseph could well understand why it got that title.  That blade did have a proper name though,..Twilight, since that was when it went through its final quenching and breathed life for the first time.  The second sword is a Kodachi, a shorter, straight bladed sword, very useful if one were in tight quarters, like passageways of a castle.  That blade’s proper name is Dawn.  He had taken a rucksack with some survival supplies with him, in case he decided to stay overnight.  Then it was time to practice with the blades.  During his youth, Joseph took Karate and Jujitsu lessons, the Jujitsu instructor also taught Kendo and Joseph took to all three fighting arts like a duck to water.  Granted, he is by no means a ‘master swordsman’ but, he is not some play actor flailing a blade around like he knows what he is doing.  After a couple of hours of drills, he sheaths the blades, then sits cross legged on the ground, against his rucksack, blades sitting across his lap.  He closes his eyes, relaxing, taking in the sounds and smells of nature as they happen around him.  It is peaceful, just how he likes it.

@x-lost-in-thoughts-x

[niyana-the-ambiguous-mobian]

Ok but that last fight scene was...AMAZING. These kids are so powerful now.

MIKEY WITH HIS NOW INDESTRUCTIBLE, GLOWING NUNCHUCKS? GLORIOUS

LEO SWOOPING IN WITH HIS DOUBLE SWORDS AND THE FACT HE THROWS ONE OF THEM A DISTANCE AND INSATNTLY TELEPORTS TO WHERE THE SWORD IS? BRUH AWESOME

RAPH BASICALLY DOING A SHADOW CLONE JUJITSU MOVE AND HANDLING IT LIKE A BOSS? JUMPING JACK FLASH, LOOK AT THAT BOY

MY GIRL APRIL WHIPPING THAT BAT AND SHOWING THE SKILLS OF A KUNOICHI WITH ASSISTANCE FROM KARAI aka THE MOST BADASS GRAM-GRAM EVER.

But we can't forget our favorite, sassy purple boy....

HE WEILDED THAT BOW/DRILL FUSION WEAPON AS IF IT WAS MJOLNIR ITSELF AND PERFORMED A ULTIMATE GRAND SLAM ON THE SHREDDER???? That was worth the wait.

I have never been so proud..😭