In case you haven't heard, a category 3 hurricane, a vicious woman by the name of Irene, is ripping up the Bahamas on its way up the east coast. Expected to hit Boston this weekend, the bitch better clear out next Friday. The first time I traveled to Brazil, a little hussy known as Katrina was tearing things up in the Gulf. We'd had a hell of a storm here in New Hampshire, too; parking lots flooded, roads destroyed, trees broken and flung around like used toothpicks. Weather Gods, you listening? I'd like to get out of the country without being tossed from the sky, please.
So. Yes. One week out. Still a lot to do. Trying to stay busy and not think of how I will miss family and friends. Beyond excited to see my girl. Maria's been down there since the beginning of July. Any time apart sucks. It doesn't get easier as time goes on. You never get used to it.
In jiu-jitsu related news, the IBJJF Boston Open is tomorrow. I am not competing (limited training last month, sore ankle, unwilling to pay $102 to enter), but BJJ Revolution teammate, training partner, and friend Paul Gelinas is fighting in the open weight division as a purple belt. Paul kicks ass. I don't think he'll need me to coach him, but I'll certainly be there for moral support.
Then, of course, UFC Rio tomorrow night with a gang of good friends. Who are your picks?