On Judo

I am going to start a series of articles about the different trainings I had during different times of my life, living in different countries and training with/under different people. Everything here are my personal observations, that can be right or wrong, and mainly generalizations. If I need to be corrected, please use the comments or drop me an email. I started my journey through Martial Arts because my parents signed me up to the Judo classes at my school. It was so long time ago that I do not even remember wearing a white belt. The first white belt I remember (and I had some more) was when I started Karate during my University years. (Me, in 1986 attempting a one handed neck throw on a higher belt) Classes in the Lope de Vega school were conducted by Sensei Tomás Pastor, my first Sensei and the responsible for the love I today still have for Japanese Martial Arts. He was severe but kind. He had other dojos in my hometown, but all ended out of business. I r...