|Posted by Anthony Sansonetti on February 9, 2016 at 10:30 AM||comments (0)|
Some Goals for 2016
New Year's Eve has always been my favorite day of the year. It is the day I reflect back on the year and decide what i want to do in the coming year. I have always enjoyed writing out and setting goals. It has been just about proven that writing goals, handwritten with a pen and paper, is many times more poweful than just saying them. I am a person that always has "to do" lists written everywhere, goals, missions, plans, and a million other things! I certainly don't achieve everything I set out to, and plans tend to change along the way, and because of this I think it's important to stay fluid with the different paths and options, rather than have concrete plans. Life throws curveballs at you that sometimes you just don't see coming. Adapt and adjust accordingly. my goals are divided into several categories. I have personal, financial, travel, Renegade association, Dojo (my gym) and competition goals. My Personal and Financial goals aren't really the subject of this Blog, although they overlap the other areas. Assuming I stay happy and healthy, and that I can manage to save a few dollars, I should be able to make a good attempt of acheiving my other goals.
Rough Start to the year....
A few days before the end of 2015, my 3 year old son Peter, burned his leg on hot water while at a relatives house. He had 2nd degree burns that required changing bandages several times a day. It was very sad to see him in pain. Luckily, the burn healed very well and will leave very little or no scarring. I'm not sure if you can tell by my BLOG, but if you know me, you know my son comes first and above all in my life. I would talk about him all day evertyday, but I, like you dear reader, find people that talk about their kids all day to be very annoying! So I promise not to do it that much
Competition and Travel
If you have been reading my Blog it should be very apparent that I love to compete and I love to travel. I enjoy traveling and experiencing new peoples and cultures tremendously. Training for, and competing in competition makes me feel truly 'alive'. It is hard to explain if you haven't competed in Combat Sports. Maybe it's like a "Quest", you train for months, you travel to some far away land, and then you do 1 on 1 battle with another warrior that has trained for months and months. You win and you celebrate! You lose and maybe you learn something!
I plan on competing in the USA Team Trials for the Combat Wrestling World Championships. The Trials are in April down in Lowell, Arkansas. The winners of each weight division will get the chance to represent the United States at the World Championships this October in Tamasi, Hungary. If I win in April I will also compete at the Combat Wrestling Pan Ams this June in Montreal. I am fully commited to making the US team and going to Hungary. I really enjoyed visiting Bulgaria last year and competing there, and I was able to spend a few days in Istanbul at the end of that trip. This year, if I make the team and go to Hungary, after competition I plan to visit Budapest, Vienna, and Prague. It will be 3 new cities and 3 new countries.
If I don't make the US team in April, I will switch my training to include more Sambo and compete at the Sambo Masters World Championship scheduled for Porec, Croatia this October. I have been asked to represent the US team in previous years at the Sambo World Championships, but something always comes up. I have already been to Croatia before, when I was 12 years old. It was all just Yugoslavia back then. If I was to compete in Croatia I would also plan travel in that region. Porec is actually not far from Venice, and I have never been to Northern Italy. Perhaps Venice, Florence, Rome? Or Venice, Milan, Switzerland?
In a perfect world....I will compete at the Combat Wrestling World Championships in Hungary, stay in Europe, and a week later compete at the Sambo World Championships in Croatia. This would be very difficult to do on so many levels....but the thought ignites fire in me...to compete in 2 world championships in 2 different sports, just one week apart. This is my ultimate competition goal for 2016.
Set high goals and have big expectations!
I try to set my goals pretty high but so they are also attainable. Aim for the stars.... and you just might hit the moon! It's important to set high goals and eliminate distractions and people that tell you that you CAN'T do something. If you don't believe that you can achieve something, then, you probably won't. Limiting your beliefs, limits your potential.
|Posted by Anthony Sansonetti on December 3, 2015 at 12:45 AM||comments (0)|
Combat Wrestling World Championships - Varna, Bulgaria - August 2015
Over the past few months I had been preparing for the Combat Wrestling Worlds. I planned out my training for 3 months and adjusted based on my progress. It was quite an experience to prepare for, as only the champion of each country is able to compete, so every opponent you will face is the very best in their weight class in the country they are representing. I have competed so much, especially in Sambo at the international level, that I felt I would have an advantage over most opponents. I don't get nervous when i compete anymore. It took years to learn how to control the anxiety and 'butterflies' that competitors exerience from time to time. In past competitions I would sometimes get that nervous feeling and other times I would not. I found that nothing is more important than feeling 'on' at competition time. I could write a short book on how I learned to master being relaxed in competition, but, for now, it's something that I have confidence in, the fact that I will be in a peak mental state at match time.
A big part of my training is avoiding injuries. Leading up to this tournament I eliminated Kickboxing and MMA sparring, as well as Judo and Sambo Randori with a Kurtka/Gi. Another important aspect of my training is to not over train. The internet is full of memes about people 'crushing' training, or training like there is no tomorrow, and other stuff about "leaving it all in the gym". There is no need, in my mind at least, to train to the point that you can hardly move the next day. It will negatively affect performance. To me, it's like training a racehorse by running it to failure everyday, or to increase demand on it until it's at a breaking point by stacking weight on it's back. Although I know nothing about horses, let alone training them, this seems counter productive. Wouldn't it be wiser to run the horse just hard enough that it wants to do more, but deny it from running to exhaustion, so it wakes up wanting to push itself more? So it looks forward to training the next day? Training does not have to be a painful breaking point experience. Breaking your body down so your weary mind has to overcome physical fatigue and exhaustion almost daily is a recipe for injury and disaster.
Training and diet....
From the paragraph above it may seem that I am against training hard, but that is not the case. I just don't like to glorify extreme training, especially to new people just starting out. A new student to grappling should not do the workouts of experienced grapplers and competitors. Combat Wrestling is 5 minute matches, so I would grapple for 5 minutes, take a minute break and go again right away. The idea is to condition the body to go hard for 5 minutes without having to slow down the pace. My training went roughly something like this, 2 hours of grappling 5 days a week. Weight training 3 times a week, non grappling cardio 3 times per week (stationary bike, other sports). I also taught 10 to 15 classes per week which allowed for additional light workouts and stretching. My diet was high protein, moderate amount of fats, low carb, very little sugar. Meals/snack were every 3 hours. 1 cheat meal per week was required. With fairly strict diet discipline I went from 214 lbs to 205 lbs in about 6 weeks.
The Team and weight cutting.....
The night before Team USA left for Bulgaria, we all met at New York Combat Sambo in Manhattan for a team meeting and workout. Although we were a team of 5 competitors and 2 coaches from around the United States, we seemed to all get along, share techniques, and started to bond as a team. We were going to spend the next week together, without any of our friends or family nearby, in a strange country, with only each other to count on. I have known the head coach, Stephen Koepfer for well over 10 years and have spent endless hours training together. Stephen is also the first person to introduce me the martial art of Sambo. USA Team member Denny Lenormand from New Orleans is another Sambo practioner that I have spent time with at competitions and is a student of my good friend Reilly Bodycomb. The other team coach, Tim Kuth, as well as the other 3 competiors, Roli Delgado, Kevin Sniff, and Morgan Bracken, I had only met briefly at the USA Team Trials back in April. Although I had seen Roli Delgado fight on The Ultimate Fighter and then in the UFC a few times. It was good to have a UFC veteran on the team.
Weigh-ins were to be on Friday, the day before the tournament. We arrived in Varna, Bulgaria, on Wednesday morning. The week of competiton I was drinkink alot of water and limiting sodium. The idea is to get your body used to flushing water and not to retain water. The last 2 days I began to limit my water intake in preparation for the final weight cut. The morning of the day of the weigh ins i was 203 lbs and needed to get to 198 lbs. I drank a little coffee and sipped some water until about 3 hours before weigh ins. I did not have access to a sauna or exercise equipment at the hotel, so i planned to cut weight in the hotel room. I turned the hot water in the shower on to rasie the tempeture of the room, I then put on 2 t-shirts, a sweatshirt, anda pair of shorts under exercise pants. I always bring resitance bands away to tournaments to warm up with, but in this case it was to be used for exercise to move my body to break a sweat. Along with the bands, I did wrestling drills with Coach Tim Kuth and Roli Delgado, who both hungout and supported me during the weight cut. After about 2 hours of constant moving I made it to the goal of 198lbs. It was by far the easiest weight cut I had ever done. i did not feel drained or tired but was fairly thirsty and hungry. After going to the venue and making weight, I immediately began to rehydrate with water and coconut water.
I feel I did good, I made it to the finals and lost 4-1 to a very high level freestyle wrestler from Bulgaria named Nural Nazmiev, who was just in Sweden for several weeks helping Alexander Gustaffson with his wrestling in preparation for his UFC title fight with Daniel Cormier. Yeah, he is that good, and I am honored to have had the chance to compete against him. I did many things right leading up to and competing at this tournament. My diet, nutrition, training, and weight cut was just about perfect. On the mat, I felt no pressure, no anxiety, and was supremely confident. Technically i did many thngs well, I threw an opponent with an Uchimata off of a single leg attempt that won me a match in over time. I avoided giving up pin points vs the best wrestler I have ever competed against, so that is a small victory, even in a match I eventually lost.
All in all, it was a great experience, I got a silver medal for my efforts. Thanks again to everyone who supported me and the rest of the team!
Team USA after World Championships 1 gold, 2 silver, and2 bronze medals. The only country out of 13 countries to have every team member earn a medal!
Competitors Mathew Kaiser (Canada), Adam Lindop (Great Britain) and Anthony Sansonetti (USA)
|Posted by Anthony Sansonetti on November 12, 2015 at 12:45 AM||comments (0)|
U.S. Combat Wrestling Team Trials - April 2015 - Lowell, Arkansas
I had been following the recent developments in Combat Wrestling, a sport that was very popular in Japan in the 1990's and had led to several of the best Japanese Combat Wrestlers becoming very successful MMA fighters. It is a sport which has rules that try to give an even playing field to all grappling styles. Throws and pins are rewarded with points, groundwork must be active or competitors restart on their feet, and a submission wins the match immediately.
(More on the history of Combat wrestling here http://www.mmamania.com/2015/3/22/8268575/combat-wrestling-world-championship-aug-22-varna-bulgaria )
The idea of competing in a new sport is very intriguing to me, and I decided in February of 2015 that I would prepare to compete at the US Team Trials. The winners of each weight division would then represent the Unites States at the World Championships in Bulgaria. I headed down to Arkansas with long time Renegade Jeremy Piaser, who was also competing in the weight class below me. Jeremy did very good winning all of his matches and getting to the finals. He was doing very well in the finals until he made one small mistake that lost him the match.
My biggest opponent was the weight cut, I had to make 90 kg, which is 198 lbs. I cut about 5 lbs the day before the tournament. The morning of the tournament I was 2 lbs heavy after my first weigh in attempt, so I had to put on sweats and move and wrestle for 30 minutes to make weight. That left me little time to fully rehydrate and I did not feel truly at my best. Weight cutting aside, I won all of my matches and became the U.S. Champion at 90kg! Now it was time to think ahead to Bulgaria and the World Championships in August.
Team USA above from left to right, Anthony Sansonetti, Kevin Sniff, Roli Delgado, Denny Lenormand , Morgan Bracken
A picture with all of the guys that competed from the American Sambo Association
|Posted by Anthony Sansonetti on September 25, 2015 at 11:55 PM||comments (0)|
Seminar in Grand Cayman
In October 2014 I headed down to Grand Cayman with my family for some fun in the sun, and some teaching and training at Cayman Fight Factory. Cayman Fight Factory (CFF) is run by coaches Flloyd Moxam, Jesse Livingston, and Rohann Exctain. I don't have very much time to travel for seminars and to take family vacations, so I try to combine the two as best I can. Many gyms seem to be open to having me come in because of my extensive training and competitive background, especially in the more rare styles of Sambo, Catch Wrestling, and Combat Wrestling. The owners of Cayman Fight Factory welcomed me to come in and teach a no-gi grappling seminar with a focus on applying Sambo, as well as a kickboxing for MMA seminar. I really enjoyed sharing my knowledge with them and I found them to be one of the friendliest, hard working, and progressive gyms anywhere in the Caribbean. The seminar was a great success and I made friends with with so many awesome people down at CFF. I'm looking forward to visiting them again soon!
Everyone is so friendly....even the Stingrays!
This was the first time I was down to visit The Cayman Islands and I knew right away that it would not be my last. The Cayman Islands are safe, clean, beautiful, the weather is perfect, and the people are extremely friendy. In fact, Forbes magazine voted in the friendliest country in 2012. One of the coolest things to do is to goto 'StingRay City", which is about a mile out into the Caribbean from the shore of Grand Cayman. There is a sandbar out there where the water is only about 4 feet deep. Stingrays in the wild come to the sandbar and interact with the people that go there. They swam with us and the more friendly ones let you hold them. It was a really interesting experience, and the Rays seem to like it too!
|Posted by Anthony Sansonetti on September 24, 2015 at 1:15 AM||comments (0)|
Pro wrestling, pain, and signs....
As I have mentioned in previous articles, I was dealing with a hip injury and contemplating retiring from competition in early 2014. There I was in May with my hip getting worse day by day, even with rest and medicine. I remember one afternoon I went food shopping, I was walking through the parking lot and my hip/leg just gave out and I was on the concrete. I was able to struggle back to my feet somehow and managed to walk with a shopping cart to keep me from falling again. I was really worried because there was no warning, my leg just gave out, and I was scared it would happen again. Over the next few weeks I fell downstairs, upstairs, in the shower, on the mats in training, in the kitchen...yeah, I fell just about everywhere I went! Competition is now out of the question! I just want to be able to walk ok again and maybe to be able to train. I was becoming depressed due to lack of exercise, I felt like an old horse with a lame leg, and thought that maybe someone should just come and put me out of my misery! Weeks of unrelenting pain went by and I was way too proud and a little too stupid to get myself back to the Dr. What happened next was a sign in the form of a call that came out of nowhere and that I didn't expect......
I consider myself to be a rational and intelligent person, but sometimes I feel a 'sign' appears, and I throw logic and reason out of the window, and follow my instincts, like I am drawn to do something. A short back story of an example of this, back in 2010 I was asked to compete in the British Sambo Championships. I had not made up my mind on whether i would compete or not, and i was weighing the pros and cons, especially as no american had ever won a gold medal in Sambo at the British Open. My good friend Rob stopped by the gym as training was starting one night. He asked me if I was going to go and do the British tournament and i told him I didn't make up my mind yet. I told him i was waiting for a 'sign'.... just as i said that, at the exact same time, I turned on the radio and...... "London Calling" by 'the Clash' was playing. That was my sign! I decided i was going and immediately called the US team coach to inform him. I came back with 2 medals in 2 different divisions, Gold and Silver. i believe in signs!
Back to 2014, I'm injured, limping, falling, feeling sorry for myself like a big baby. I remember the moment, I was sitting there in horrible pain, and the phone rings....'unknown number'. I usually don't answer unknown numbers, but I was doing absolutely nothing, and I had a strong feeling I should answer the call.
"hello" I said. "Anthony Sansonetti? hi it's Dan Kanagie From the North American Catch Wrestling Association". "Hey Dan, How are you?" I had competed in Dan's organization's catch wrestling championship in 2013 and won 1st place in the Open weight division, becoming the East Coast Champion. "I'm good Anthony, the reason I'm calling is that you won the East Coast Championship, and we have a guy in San Diego that won the West Coast championships twice. We would like to unify the title for a North American Heavyweight Champion, the first time in 100 years." I replied "sounds interesting so far Dan" thinking to myself...how can I do this?...I can't even walk!....I'm going to have to tell him no.... Then Dan said "we want to do it in NJ, August 30th, in the humid summer heat, in a warehouse with no air conditioning. the match will be three, 15 minute rounds, winner must win 2 of 3 rounds, either by pin or submission." I said 'Dan, that sounds pretty good" again thinking....I can't do this...I'm done!... old!....broken and lame...go hide under a rock and die....but don't get invloved in this...you can't even train!..... "Dan, who is the opponent?" Dan replied " A guy names Luis Ojeda, he's a wrestling coach in the San Diego area, a catch wrestling instructor, he's also competed in some other forms of wrestling like swingen (swiss wrestling), and some other things, he's 6'4 and will probably have to cut weight because he won't be able to come in over 225 lbs" ......6'4? cut weight to 225lbs? i'm 5'10 and 205 lbs without cutting weight!....and what the hell is swingen??.....just tell him noooooo!!!!!....
I said "Well, Dan, I am intruged, and it sounds pretty awesome...." "oh" Dan interrupted.... "I forgot to mention that there will be a $1000 prize purse split 70/30 to the winner and loser. We want to make it a real pro wrestling championship, in a wrestling ring, a non-worked (scripted) match that they used to do before pro wrestling became a show. Do you have an interest in doing the match? Do you need a couple od days to decide?". "No, Dan....I don't need any time to decide. I'm in. Let's do it!". my thoughts.....what?!?...you can't do this!...your leg! Your hip!....you haven't bee training...you will get hurt!....Shhhhhhh!!!!!! I am a martial artist... a warrior..... I have dedicated my entire life to this craft..... I believe in myself! My mind will lead, my body must follow! I will fall 7 times....to rise 8....Get hurt!? I am hurt! If I die, let it be in the ring chasing a dream, pursuing greatness! Not withering away feeling sorry for myself. Rise!!!!!!!!!
Maybe a little dramatic, but it was the catalyst I needed to get up and get my health in order. I needed a mission to set my mind on. This was going to be a very difficult task with my pride and reputation on the line.
The Match, toughness, and inner strength
I got myself to the Dr ASAP. MRI, Xray, and then hip injectons. The injection was supposed to take a few days to begin working. 7 days later I had no change. I was in horrible pain and worried that the match would not happen. On the 8th day, massive relief in my hip! A few days later and i was 90% better. the injection, if it was to work, could last up to 6 months. i started to train as much as possible. I had to prepare to do 3, 15 minute rounds with 1 minute break between rounds. I didn't think the rounds would last more than 5 minutes without a pin or submission. in catch wrestling yuo can win by 3 second pin if you pin both of your opponents shoulders to the mat. I felt i had the submission advantage and that Luis migth have the pinning advantage. In any case iw as training for the longest possible outcome. i was wrestling 15 minute rounds with a fresh opponent every 5 minutes. my conditioning was at an all time high by mid august, I felt like a machine that did not tire out. i was ready!
On August 30th, 2014, in a hot sweaty gym in Lawrenceville, NJ, I wrestled Luis Ojeda for the North American heavyweight Catch Wrestling title. I weighed in at 205 lbs, Luis Ojeda at 225 lbs which was the max he could weigh in. There was a few hours between weigh ins and match time, so he probably rehydrated back to 230 lbs or 235 lbs. I was giving up at least 25 lbs and 6 inches in height, my 5'10 to his 6'4. Luis Ojeda is a pretty big dude, he exudes confidence, and you can tell by the look in his eyes that he is a tough guy, not in the tattoed tapout wearing way (no offense to tapout and tats!) , well just look at his mugshot in the poster above! I also believe in myself and have a pretty good game face. I don't get nervous or scared when i compete, i get excited! No place else I would rather be!!!!
The match starts, Luis is taller and stands very upright, almost daring me to shoot in for his legs. I refuse, although smaller than him, I do have a very strong grip and strong forearms. i decide to wrestle with him standing for control of the neck, underhook and overhooks. my plan is that being bigger and maybe not used to NJ humidity, that he will get tired if I make him work faster than he wants. Within 2 minutes we are completely covered in sweat, and gripping is almost impossible. We hit the ground and I defend from bottom turtle position. Luis tries a few turnovers, but I defend well. he tries a few nasty cross faces ( if you don't know what that is, turn your chin to touch your shoulder as fast as you possibly can, repeat every 10 seconds ) A few times he kneels on my achilles tendon to set up a leglock, but I adjust. he is cautious to try and take my back for the choke, he seems to be content riding (keeping his weight on my back) and waiting for me to get frustrated and make a mistake. Somehow 15 minutes goes by and neither of us has a pin or submission, round 1 draw. I am 100% recovered after the 1 minute break, I feel if i keep him active he will tire. I have to avoid being in the bottom turtle position....he is able to rest there and i don't want to carry his weight on my hip/back.
Round 2. We upper body wrestle pushing each other all over the ring. At one point Luis has a bodylock while i'm trapped in the corner, i am certail my spine is going to crack, but i calmly defend and adjust. My spine stays intact. i make a mistake and am caught in the bottom turtle position. minutes go by....Luis smashes me with a crossface, almost like a strike/punch....he apologizes... i say "sorry? don't be sorry! i like it! That's all you got?" that leads to a series of cross faces but I keep laughing them off. I think he is getting frustrated. I am stuck in bottom turtle....too many minutes down here, at least 8 minutes with him riding, my back is going numb from his weight, between the crossfaces and kneeling on my achilles he is not letting me rest, i'm constantly breaking his grip or defending something. i'm playing it cool.....but I'm frustrated...but I sense he is too. Round 2 ends as a draw! last round detemines a winner, must get a pin or submission.
Round 3. In between rounds I look over and smile at him. He is more tired. My lungs feel good but my grip is shot from handfighting with him. My back and hips are numb. I still feel more ready for round 3 than him. I try to attack harder for control of his neck or an arm. massive amount of sweat. he is taller and heavier, I try to push the pace but he knows what he is doing and I am forced to play his slower game. I don't remeber how or what, but yet again i end up in bottom turtle. More of the same, crossfaces, turnover attempts, kneeling on my achilles, I try to create scrambles to reverse without getting pinned, but he moves just enough to keep me in bottom turtle. It's torture. I have lost contact with my body, i can't explain it any better than that, everything was telling me to quit...demons..the voices of failure and self doubt. i needed strength, someplace deep in my mind or outside of it. I thought of my father, who passed away in 2002, he wrestled and would be proud of me, but not if I gave up now. He was in my head. I thought of my son who is 1 and a half, who never met his grandfather, what kind of legacy would it be to break now? What kind of father would I be if I quit? Was that how i was raised? Do iw ant to raise my son to fail? They deserve better. I won't be broken. I might lose, I might die, but i will not be broken. 15 minutes go by. Round 3 is a draw!
They were not prepared for us to wrestle 45 minutes without either of us getting a submission or pin. They quickly decide, 1 more round of 15 minutes, if no pin or submission, they will declare a winner based on that round. The criteria for judging is not stated but it doesn't matter.
Round 4. More of the same of how we started first 3 rounds, but much slower, we are both exhausted. Somehow we scramble on the ground, and he is behind me in turtle position. 10 minutes have gone by. 5 minutes left, i fear they will give him the match for being a little more active than I am. i have a decision to make.... i can defend for 5 more minutes and let them decide and most likely lose the match, or, I can take more of a risk, which will be good if it works but might get me pinned if it doesn't. I didn't want to lose by decision, so I made the best attempt I could to create a scramble, but Luis adjusted and I was caught in a pin and lost the match.
55 minutes of wrestling and torture. I gave it everything I had. I did not quit. i came up short, but in a match like this, there is no loser. i beat my demons. I beat my injured hip. What was impossible to do in may, I went and did in August. I thought I was old and washed up, but I reached a level of conditioning i did not think was possible. I learned a lot about myself. For those 55 minutes I was truly alive. It was an unbelievably amazing experience!
My family and Luis's family all went out to eat afterwards. He's a good guy and we became friends. We have a bond and mutual respect for each other after such a long, grueling match.
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”
― Theodore Roosevelt