“Joy lies in the fight, in the attempt, in the suffering involved, not in the victory itself”
I called the organizer of the local event that Mike and I want to fight in. He seems like a pretty cool guy; he told me exactly what I need to do (buy fight trunks and get a blood test to make sure I don’t AIDS or Hep B or C). He asked me about my record; I answered, “This would be my first fight.”
His reply?
“Oh, that’s perfect!”
So he’s either exited to see someone new get involved in MMA, or he’s got a buddy that’s looking for an easy knockout. Either way, the event is being held on March 29th. Hopefully I will have the day available to fight; if not, I might have to find a way to make myself available.
Lifted today, but time was limited due to the high school being closed for MLK Day. I worked the compound lifts – push press, deadlift, chin-ups – then went to work on my ground game. I’m noticing that my take-downs, especially my wrestling shots, are getting smoother and more effective. I’m also getting better at keeping my composure and executing moves rather than freezing up and struggling just to hold on like I had been before. I showed Mike a triangle escape that I found on the internet, and we drilled it. It works surprisingly well. I also worked on slams for the first time, and all I have to say is that I am legitmately excited for the first time someone tries to put me in a standing guillotine.
I’m still getting winded too fast. I’m going to start working the jump rope every day to combat this, because all the skill in the world isn’t worth a damn when you’re struggling to breath halfway through the first round.
I’ll do my best to know whether I’ll be fighting on March 29th by tomorrow night. If I have to tell the organizer that I can’t fight because I have a committment to my college competitive speech team, I’m going to be pretty pissed off.
