
One night for rolls at Jiu-Jitsu, a song by Pierce the Veil called “Bulls in the Bronx” played. During a flamenco interlude, I couldn’t help but stop rolling with Surfer Dude to “dance” while kneeling. Not missing a beat, he pulled on a prim and proper face like a flamenco guitarist and pretended to play. It was priceless.
Back to rolling, which always involves laughter when I’m with SD (and most people, but especially SD), I said, “Maybe we’re just having too much fun,” a second before that line was sung.
He smiled and fist bumped me with our sparring gloves on.
Later, I was rolling with Balloon Man when “Ride the Lightning” by Metallica played. I ALMOST pulled the same stunt by telling Balloon Man (not going to abbreviate that one), “Now it’s time to die,” to align with the song.
I didn’t have the nerve. I told SD about it later. He said,
“You should have said it. That would’ve been hilarious.”
It would have been. I just wasn’t sure I could get away with it with Balloon Man. In hindsight, I totally could have. Dang.
I told SD that Metallica was by big brother’s favorite band growing up, so I became very familiar with the songs. In college, I had a fun “party trick.” Whenever out with friends and Metallica happened to be playing, I could sing along verbatim. This shocked my friends because they didn’t expect it from sweet, innocent me.
SD bobbed his head and smiled. “That’s awesome. Great story.”
Instructor the Mind Reader

It was time to roll with Instructor. “Let’s start standing,” he said. He played bad guy, coming toward me aggressively.
Oooh, I really want to go Taekwondo on him and kick him in the face!
I wouldn’t really, of course, but I was sorely tempted to kick near his face.
As though hearing my thoughts, he spun, jump kicked several feet in front of me, and launched one more kick.
I grinned, “That was a me move.”
Then I went in for the clinch, switching to rear clinch when he tried to wrap my head in a guillotine.
That’s when a student walked in, bringing his wife for her first class.
Instructor trotted to the edge of the mat to greet them, with me still holding on. I was in position for a takedown! I wasn’t going to waste that. Besides, he hadn’t given the quick double tap indicating I should let go. Instead, I popped my head around his back to watch the conversation until he trotted back to finish our roll.
Then, instead of getting to take him down, he switched it up on me and flipped me over his hip. I could have been irritated, but instead I said, “Yay!” because getting flipped is still my favorite thing ever. I also noted that he didn’t go slowly or gently like in my early days. This is Master Cycle, baby. He let me have it. And I loved it.
When the timer went off to switch partners, I was the odd woman out, so I took a breather on the bench.
As I watched Instructor and his partner roll, I considered that I could just leave.
Should I go? Ehh. That would be kind of lame of me. Though I could just leave. Nah. I should stick it out and wait for the next partner change, then get back in there.
No sooner had I finished thinking this when Instructor, mid-struggle, looked up from his back on the mat, scanned the room until his eyes met mine, and pulled a hand free to give me a thumbs up with a questioning look.
I smiled and nodded. This is a man who takes care of his people.
Though he also, you know, beats them up. 🙂

Yes, yes, people, HRH is for Her Royal Highness. I didn’t think it would be THAT easy. But several of you gave your own interpretations. I’ll be sure to include those the next time I write about Mrs. Instructor. 🙂
Q: Modern pizza was invented in this city during the late 19th century.
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Oh, I LIKE that trivia. I have NO idea, so I’m looking forward to learning.
My GUESS is either Chicago or New York City. But that is a just totally going for the hale maree!
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I had to look up “hale maree,” wondering if that was something I didn’t know about because it’s strange spelling for Hail Mary. Turns out Hale Maree is the title of a novel. Figures, Booky.
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I guess it’s nice to not abbreviate Balloon Man. BM could be misinterpreted as Bowel Movement. 😃 Instructors can sure seem to be mind readers. My sensei sure seemed to be at times. Your loving getting flipped is mind boggling to me, Ilsa.
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Yep, that was the reason for the lack of abbreviation. Getting flipped or generally held aloft, which is easy for people to do to me, is super fun. I generally put my arms out and say, “I’m flying!” For reals. I’ve done that many times. 😛
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Naples Italy?
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Correct!
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Love how many times you just roll with it in this post. 🙂
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Heh. heh. 😉 🙂
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Modern pizza? Is there an ancient pizza I don’t know about …
I’ve always read pizza originated in Naples so I’m going with that.
As for your class, is having that much fun even allowed?
😉
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Excellent question! Now I’m curious. But you are correct with your answer!
I don’t know if it’s allowed, but somehow I get away with it. 🙂
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Methinks any band that gives a shout out to a blog will probably lose some street cred. And as to the pizza question. My guess is NY. Italians began arriving in NYC in the late 19th century, which, I assume, is about the same time pizza started taking hold. On the other hand, I have always heard pizza was not a traditional Italian dish, so, why not Chicago? I have a suspicion, whatever the answer is, both cities claim it as their own.
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Check Rivergirl’s answer. She has it correct, according to my trivia book.
And I’m sorry, tref, but any band who gives a shout out to MY blog GAINS street cred. Come on now, buddy. 😉
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Haha OK. I’ll go with that.
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Oh and yeh, it may have evolved from Naples but that is still not technically pizza. But why quibble?
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Wow, strong feelings about pizza. Okay. {nodding} I look forward to a post of yours with you staring down an authentic pizza then. 🙂
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Well, I don’t think it was all that, Ilsa. But OK.
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The only Metallica song I know is Enter Samdman. My trivia guess is Naples (Italy, not Florida)🤓
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Sandman 😵💫
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But Sam is d man. 😉
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Correct!
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Napoli (Naples) as witnessed by that immortal Dean Martin song, “That’s Amore”:
When the moon hits your eye
Like a big pizza pie, that’s amore
and there you have it, both love and pizza comes from Naples.
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Hmm. Hubby must have Italian roots, then. 😉
Well done, Andrew, as per usual.
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I’m a little confused – modern pizza?? And I’m just too old to enjoy any Metallica song. 🙂
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Yeah, that modern pizza bit will require some research. As for the music, you are forgiven–as opposed to the Metallica song, “Unforgiven.” (Sorry. Had to, Barb. It was right there.) My brother even had Metallica for his wedding song. 😛 But it was a slow, sweet song.
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I don’t think I could name or identify (if I heard one) a Metallica song if my life depended on it. Fortunately, it doesn’t.
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It’s one of my most unusual skills, Janis. And useless, unless it’s involved in a question at bar trivia some night.
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“Shout out to Ilsa’s blog readers!” Hahaha! That was a great opening. You had me there for a second.
I love that you love your classes and being tossed around. My sport was racquetball. I wonder if I would have had the discipline and patience for martial arts. Hmm…
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Racquetball is fun too. We had courts in college. I never would’ve guessed I’d “grow up” to be a martial artist, TBH. Yes, I do have fun there. 🙂
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Why does everyone know THAT song? It’s not like it’s their only one! 😛 You’re the second commenter to mention it, and another person on the side said it’s their fave Metallica song. It’s decent, I guess. “Wherever I May Roam” does it for me.
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Genoa?
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Not quite. Check Rivergirl’s comment. 🙂
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ah –
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Random question out of interest: you don’t practice in groups of three if you are an odd number? That’s what we do in Aikido. One doing the technique, two attackers, alternating. And you keep switching roles. We don’t wait and rest 😉
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Oooh, that sounds intense! And fun! JJ is mostly ground techniques, so it’s one on one. It would be hard to entangle your legs and effectively execute a move when there are six legs in the mix. I suppose it’s possible, but we don’t. I’ve heard that for black belt test, the standing techniques, you’re surrounded by six people who come at you. That sounds wild.
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Oh and – sooo many times I’m tempted to do a Taekwondo move in Aikido. Sometimes it’s so hard to resist not doing a kick if someone comes attacking you, I totally get this 🤣
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Yes, girl!
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Thanks
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Naples, Italy?
Isn’t it funny how we learn, whether we like it or not, the music of our older brothers? Thanks to mine, I know all the words to most of the songs by The Who, The Beatles, The Doors, Led Zeppelin, Rush, and many others that are today considered old school.
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Of COURSE you know a travel-y foreign land related question, TTA! Oh man, I like those bands too. My brother gave me a Rush tape for Christmas once. If we’re talking classic rock, though, my go-to would be Pink Floyd. Probably Led Zeppelin next.
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🎵😉
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I remember Metallica was used in the context for a roast war between two friends and one called the other Metallica cuz they had braces. 😆
That’s great that you can Metallica verbatim. I bet it does bring out the awes from the unsuspecting onlookers!
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The marvel of it wore off quickly with my college friends, sadly, if I remember correctly. At least SD appreciated my musical knowledge–if not my JJ knowledge. That dude just wrecks me every time. Most recently, when I was on my side, he put his shin against it and simply dropped his weight into me until I tapped. It was so mean. Though perhaps not as mean as when he expresses surprise at me doing, okay, trying, something skilled. One day I’ll get him though! Do you hear me, SD?! ONE DAY!! Mwuaha–Oh. He’s not reading this.
Also, calling the brace face Metallica is mean. Unless the person thought it was cool. That’s what I would’ve done. And then felt obligated to learn to play the guitar.
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I have no doubt you will get SD back one day. I can see the wheels turning!
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I love the dude, but he’s going DOWN! One day, I shall have my revenge!!! Mwuah–right. I keep forgetting.
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The Beatles, The Eagles, Elton John, Gordon Lightfoot, and the rad instrumentals of Emerson, Lake & Palmer, just to name a few I’m completely familiar with courtesy of my brother, his always-on-after-school stereo, and his endless record collection. The pizza trivia has me stymied. Can’t decide whether to go with northern or southern Italy. I’ll side with The Travel Architect. Napoli?
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Always safe to side with the Travel Architect when it comes to questions of foreign lands! Fun that you’re also sharing the musical influence of your big brother. I asked SD why he was into Pierce the Veil and other bands like My Chemical Romance, since he was a baby when their music came out. He said it was because it was what his big brother listened to, aka, Instructor. 🙂
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Much as I’m stubborn to credit my big brother with good influence, he had much better taste in music than I did with my reliance on the radio Top 40.
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Mine introduced me to grunge and then pretty much moved out, so that’s where my music love landed and stayed.
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All that really matters is who thought up the brilliant idea of putting pineapple on pizza. Genius, that fella!
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How do you know it wasn’t a woman, Mark?!
And, I tried that once with my family and nearly got kicked out. 😦
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Because I actually know the story behind pineapple pizza. It was the brainchild of a Greek immigrant/restaurant owner named Sam in Canada back in the ’60s!
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Wow! Look at you go! Did you learn this at bar trivia? That’s where all great knowledge comes from. 😛
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Ha ha, no (though I was going to say, this would make a great trivia question). I’ve blogged about my love for pineapple pizza in the past and am pretty sure I mentioned it then.
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I did! Best of all, YOU commented on the post! https://markpetruska.com/2020/01/08/teampineapple/
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Oh yeah. When you said you love pineapple pizza, I didn’t react because I already knew that. 🙂
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Great post, Betsy.
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Miriam! So nice to see you again! And thank you. 🙂
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Only you would think it’s fun to be flipped. 🤣 I wouldn’t move for a week!
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Haha! I need to enjoy it while I still can, Diane. 🙂
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You literally are the poster child for rolling with the punches. Good job? No idea about the answer to the question. I’ve never considered there was a world without pizza. Rather disturbing thought.
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I think Rolling with the Punches is what I’ll call my memoir, AB. 🙂 A world without pizza is a crazy thought, indeed. (And it’s Naples, fyi. 😉 )
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thanks for visiting my site. I would be thrilled if you’d write a guest blog post for my site. If you think it might be fun or helpful to have my followers (who total about 10k across my various social media) meet you, here’s the link for general guidelines:
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I should probably do this. This is the second time you’ve asked, actually. {face palm}
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Sorry for forgetting 😝
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Maybe it would make sense for me to do this once my book comes out in the fall?
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