Bnonn had a headache already at 3:30, DarkKnite couldn't avoid getting lumped with a Tuesday shift, I have no idea where Mason or Patchy are, so it was just Reiver and I. So we punched each other, repeatedly.
Economy of movement is something that needs to be worked at constantly. This became palpable obvious tonight, given the tiny amount of progress we made since last week. We ignored wrestling, and worked on stepping shorter, and getting Reiver into good, True Time, habits. I still step far too far, but it's getter better. I'm able to step what I consider to be a proper amount if I think about it, and without thinking about it too much if I repeat it a few times. If I just let go however, and dont' think about it at all, I'm back with what is essentially a short lunge. One thing I found useful for calibration, since we train in a carpark, was using a parking space marking line. If I place my toe on the line, I know that, when passing, my other foot should fall so that it too hits the line in some way. I demonstrate this here [video].
Please note, I'm not holding this up as an example of good footwork, it is merely useful to demonstrate long and short steps.
Some video here [video] showing how little movement is actually required. And even this example could use less movement, particularly the first few punches. Towards the end, you can also see how my economy of movement, by taking a shorter step than Reiver, allows me to land a good hit on the inside muscle of his shouder, while my passing on the circle combined with a true time strike means that his attack is ineffectual.
There were some better examples of this, where I was actually able to completely ignore his attack, but no video, sorry.
Highlight of the evening: going to demonstrate to Reiver the consequences of moving his feet first in a defensing move, by slapping him in the stomach with my offhand as a follow up punch. Insinct kicks in, my arm decides that since there is an opening, and I'm going for it, GO FOR IT!. Arm punches Reiver in the solar plexus with an unpulled blow, brain left going wtf? Thankfully, while unpulled, it was light.
Lowlight of the evening: being Reiver when I punched him in the stomach.