Tearing my hair out.

The title refers not to frustration over my grappling, for once, but to the extraordinary amount of hair I lose every time I spar.  And not just the hair that actually gets torn out and stays on the mat, but also the hair which is torn out and stuck in with the rest of my hair until I get in the shower.  I'd guesstimate minimum 100 strands per day.  And there's no way I'm growing it back that fast. 

Thus, I will almost certainly be bald in another two years of this and yet I cannot stop training.  I can't even slow down, once daily is an annoyance (I'd rather go back to 3 a days) and don't begin to hint about that stupid wrestling headgear with the nylon slicker over the top.

Aside from the hair snatching... today training went well.  I tried to disconnect myself from the internal soundtrack that always sounds like "Look, he's a whitebelt, you should be owning him.  You're not even renting at this rate."  I just focused on the technique of the moment and was happy with most of my outcomes.