#Judogi

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Joaquin Phoenix

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Choosing the Right Size of Judo Uniform: A Comprehensive Guide

Before diving into the specifics of selecting the right size, it’s essential to grasp the basics of judo uniforms. Known as “judogi,” these uniforms consist of three main components: the jacket (uwagi), pants (zubon), and belt (obi). Made from robust cotton, the thick material ensures durability and strength, aligning with the demands of judo’s grappling and throwing techniques. 

[sacksofpotatoes]

Comparing Martial Arts Styles UNIFORMS

I made the inexcusable mistake of thinking someone's karategi was a taekwondo gi.

So now I'm making sure that doesn't happen again 😂😂

It's also interesting to discover judo's founder, Jigoro Kano, had a hand in influencing Funakoshi Gichin to adopt a similar gi design and belt system. The modern history of Japan's top two combat sports are more intertwined than I thought.

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Hoje recebi a confirmação da aprovação em mais 2 Kata de Judo Agora sou Juíz nacional de Kata nos 5 #Kime no Kata #Nage no Kata #Katame no Kata #Ju no Kata #Kodokan Goshin Jutsu Muito obrigado a todos #Sensei e amigos! #judo #judoka #judokids #judolife #judoca #judofamily #judotraining #judolifestyle #judovideo #judogi #judoworld #judobrasil #judomylife #judolove #judostyle #judocas #senseikaduguedes #judorio #judofeminino #instajudo #judogallery #judotime #judoippon #ilovejudo (em Anápolis - GO) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClCOihePgiQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Es muy admirable la constante lucha de estas valientes mujeres que batallaron para tener los mismos derechos en el deporte que aman. Hoy en día puedo competir y entrenar el bello arte del judo.🥋💗

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Are my eyes playing tricks or is Reiri wearing it in the wrong way. Why do they all have their clothes closed correctly but her. Why did she choose to wear it like that. That can't be a mistake from Wakui. Like I know judogi aren't kimono, not really (bc not same name, not same use), but the same rule apply, right?

Why did she decide to wear it like she was a corpse.

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Blue or White gi for class tonight…..

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Judo Lessons: Chapter 1

Seongjun Baek x Fem! Reader

Single mom au

Summary: You take Atlas, your son, to his first Judo lessons. You meet Seongjun Baek the man your son has been talking about for last few days. What happens when you end up falling for this beautiful man?

Content: Reader meets Seongjun for the first time, you two talk for a bit, he gets your number.

Warning: Reader had a kid and the dad isn't around.

Rating: SFW

Word count: 1451

Requested?: No

Author Note: sorry for my long hiatus with no warning.

My fingers held tightly onto my son's small hand, and he chatted happily to me, excited to be finally going to his martial art class. He looked so adorable in Judogi, soft curly brown-red hair bouncing with every step. He had my skin colour, and chubby cheeks that dimple when he smiles. He giggled, honey-brown eyes scrunching as he smiled, his thick lashes fluttered, and he grinned up at me, revealing his checkered smile, a couple of his baby teeth having fallen out yet to be replaced by his adult teeth.

“Mama! Mama! Do you think the sensei will be as nice as he seems? Do you know he also cooks? I still think mama can cook the absolute bestest in the world!” His words whistled slightly as he talked.

“I’m sure your sensei will be really nice, baby. I didn’t know he could cook. Maybe Mama can ask him for some tips? Do you think Mama should, Atlas?”

He giggled cutely, swinging our conjoined hands, “Think you should, Mama!”

I smiled down at him, warmth filling my chest, my heart melting at his cuteness, and his eyes glittered with excitement as the dojo came into view. His little legs pumped faster, racing towards the dojo. My body lurched as he dragged me forward, his little body holding a surprising amount of strength. We push open the door, and he bounds in, happily running into the dojo, kicking off his shoes at the door. I couldn’t stop the soft chuckle that escaped my lips as I bent down to collect his shoes, placing them neatly with the others.

“Atlas! Baby! Don’t just run in! We have to get signed in!” I call after him as he runs towards the other children.

“It’s okay, my dear. Seongjun is used to excitable kids. Almost all the new kids have been like that. Now let's get you two all signed up.” An older woman walks to me, gently placing her hand on my shoulder. She was beautiful, with long black hair pulled into a ponytail, silver running through it, her blue eyes crinkling at the edges as she smiled at me.

We talked casually as I filled in the forms. I had found out some things about her and the dojo. She was the mother of Seongjun, he was the owner and teacher of the dojo, and the two of them had moved here from Japan a few years ago. 

Thundering footsteps filled the room as kids rushed past me, a small hand grabbing onto my pants, happy giggles filling my ears. I gently rub my fingers through his hair. His smile was so bright and wide. He was my little sun, the ray of sunlight in the darkness. 

“Mama! Mama!” my boy grabs my pants leg clinging tightly, “can we come back more? I had so much fun!”

I pick him up, small arms wrap around my neck, resting him on my hip. My eyes flick over to the door, a soft chuckle drifting into my ears. I could feel the heat burning on my cheeks as I gazed at him. The man was beautiful, like a god brought to life. Deep black hair tied back in a ponytail, strands of hair framed his face, ocean blue eyes met mine. They shimmered with a warmth that sent my heart fluttering. Plush pink lips pulled into a soft smile; I could feel the blush colour my cheeks. He raised his hand and waved sweetly at me. I watched him greet all the parents,  gently ruffling the kids' hair, he squatted down to one of the kids' levels, and they threw their little arms around him, hugging him tightly. He gently wraps them up in his arms, and the little girl squeals and giggles. He places her down and ruffles her hair before he continues making his way toward me. I place Atlas on the ground, and he runs off toward a group of other kids. 

“Hello, Ma’am. You must be Atlas’s mother. I’m Seongjun Baek. It’s very nice to meet you.” His voice was sweet like honey and as smooth as velvet.

I couldn’t fight back the deep blush that coloured my cheeks, “Yes, I am Atlas’s mother. It’s very nice to meet you too. Atlas was very excited to meet you; he wouldn’t stop talking about you after he found your NewTube channel.”

The man chuckled softly, his hand gently holding my own. I watched my heart in my throat as he brought my hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to my knuckles, “I hope I could live up to his expectations.”

I giggle to myself, “I’m sure you did. I haven’t seen him this excited in a long time.” I turned to look around the dojo. Atlas was playing with a bunch of other kids. His curly hair bounced as he ran, his little giggles echoing throughout the room. 

I turn back to the beautiful man, his ocean blue eyes scanning over me, his lips pulled up in a small smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners. I smile back at him, “Tell me about yourself?” He hummed, leaning against the bench as he half-watched the kids and me.

I hum as I think, “Well, I had Atlas about five years ago. My sweet boy is the light of my life. I picked up cooking and baking a few years ago so that I could take care of Atlas and myself. I work as a barista, at a small coffee shop. I also help the pastry chefs with making desserts when they are understaffed. What about you? Tell me some things about who you are?”

He chuckled softly, “My mother didn’t tell you everything? Well, I moved from Japan to here so I could open up this gym after I suffered an injury in a match. I helped my mother open a little soba shop which I now help out with when I’m not here. As you know I also run a popular Newtube channel.”

I open my mouth to speak, but a buzzing in my pocket interrupts me. My fingers slide into my pocket, fishing my phone out. An alarm flashes on my phone, ‘time to get Atlas to bed.’

“I’m so sorry, but I must get Atlas washed and ready for bed. It's been really good talking to you. I’ll be back next Friday. Atlas absolutely loved it here today.”

“I’ve also enjoyed talking to you.” He paused, his lips opening and closing before finally speaking again, “Do you mind if I put my number in your phone? If you need to pull out, you can contact me directly.”

“Oh! That’s actually a great idea!” I quickly hand my phone over and watch as he types his number in and hands it back. I clicked on the new contact. The text box opened the contact name at the top. 

We say a few goodbyes, and I scoop Atlas up into my arms, walking the short distance from the Dojo to our little cottage. Old chipped white paint clung to the rusty Iron gate. It opened with a soft click. I shut it carefully, Atlas having fallen asleep on our walk home. I smile happily as I look at our home, the same one I have lived in since childhood. Dark wood made up the outside of the cabin, picturesque windows set into the walls, and rich green plants clung to the railing reaching for the sun by climbing the walls. I silently unlock the door, the wood creaking softly under my feet. The inside was dark. The only light was the soft glow of the embers in the fireplace. I walk to Atlas’s bedroom, gently placing him down, and changing him into his Pj’s. He sleepily helped, I tuck him into bed, his star-splattered bed sheets brought right up to his chin as he snuggled up to the massive shark plushie he kept with him. I lean down, pressing a soft kiss to his brow, and walk to my room.

I open my bedroom door, quickly changing into my own Pj’s, Achillies, my massive Rottweiler, snoring loudly on the foot of my bed. I gently pat his enormous head as I lay down in bed. He shifted in his sleep, laying his massive head on my lap, and more snores rumbled through the room. I pull my phone out, tapping on the screen until I find Seongjun’s contact number.

(Y/n):

This is (Y/n) just making sure this message goes through! :D

Seongjun:

Hello, (Y/n). This is Seongjun. I hope you and                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Atlas are home safe!

(Y/n):

We did. Thank you for being so concerned! :)

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What happens if one judoka takes the other’s judogi off?

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kyungsoo in a judogi again omg 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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