Last night for Krav, trained with my semi-regular partner. A brown belt. We can push it and go close to real, because we know how to get out of each other’s way, and everything is smooth and controlled.
So tonight I get paired with a white belt. “A” for effort, but a bit of a spaz. Had to keep stopping him and telling him “slow is smooth, smooth is fast. Precision beats power” but he wasn’t getting it. Took a couple errant shots that missed the target mitts. Eh, we were all white belts once.