Cabal Fang attends Karate College 2019
For the first time ever, CF will be going to Karate College as a group. Register here, send me an email, and roll with us! Camp costs $219 and dorm rooms are only about $35/night. Karate College is the best martial arts camp in the country, and it’s three days of non-stop action!
Cabal Fang Helps Revive Community Park
This is where we train. May not look like much, but it’s been the home of CF for ten years, and we love it.
The defunct civic association that owns the park where we train here at CF HQ is coming back to life and Cabal Fang is going to be a part of the plan. The first official meeting of the new association will be on May 20th, 2019. Yours truly will be at that meeting to volunteer for a seat on the board. For the last ten years we’ve been the only folks who cared enough to haul off trash, cut grass, and deter vandals. Our energy will continue to flow and evolve in concert with this new initiative.
Planning Begins for Cabal Fang 10th Anniversary Event
Try a 3-mile run with an auto tire sometime — what fun!
October will mark the official 10th Anniversary of Cabal Fang. If memory serves me, we started meeting in April of 2009. But the first monthly constitutional we have on record is from October, and you know the rule: “If it ain’t in the training log, it didn’t happen.” We’re still spit-balling, but the idea that has come up several times in the past is some kind of tire run that will be open to the public. Watch this space for details.
Now for the T.I.
IMT: Cabal Fang Training Involution #154
IMT stands for “Individual Movement Technique.” In a nutshell, moving target acquisition takes 3 to 5 seconds. To avoid getting shot, pop up, sprint as fast as you can for 3 to 5 seconds, then hit the dirt. Wash, rinse, repeat. This one comes straight from the mind of Mark Hatmaker. Click here for instructions.
Here’s a selfie from the knees down after finishing my half-mile Commanche-styled IMT mud run in a pathetic 15:20. A three-legged pregnant yak could’ve done it faster. But it was fun, and at least I wasn’t sitting home eating potato chips.
Robert Mitchell Jr. 