Hope your week is going well, the other day I got together with the girls, I don’t have many female friends, (I always get a little nervous around a lot of girls) but these are my friends from back in the university (Architecture school) There not the girly spoiled type, there more of a down to earth empowering group of girls, and those are the ones I love to surround my self with. I very picky when it comes to close friends, or maybe I’m just lucky to know such awesome girls.
So we spent that afternoon catching up and giving away good news, were in the end of our 20’s so some of them are getting married and thinking about kids, needless to say they think I’m crazy for practicing MMA, I was not always the girliest type, my husband often reminds me that I have the grace of a grizzly bear (LOL), But no matter how un-girlie you are there’s still that icky factor for girls, that men don’t have.
When you’re wrestling guys go all out, all the time, they put their whole body into the fight, just like any other sport. they throw themselves into the game, all 100% all the time!!!
Most girls, and I mean 90% of us, it takes us a while to detach from that I will get dirty feeling. Sometimes im about to do a guard pass or a leap, and for a split second my brain tells me oh man if you don’t make it you’re gonna land on your face… and then I take the leap (sometimes I do land on my face LOL) but even if there’s no fear on the mat anymore, there’s always that little voice telling you what will happen.
And I could see that in my friends, and in their questions, what if you get hurt?, do you get bruises?, Are there any other girls?
I still hear that little voice sometime telling me to clinch my teeth and brace yourself for the fall, but I can’t imagine my life without training anymore, its like an empowering addiction, it makes you feel strong, free, and real at the same time.
It has helped me grow during this past year, and there’s something about fighting that keeps your feet on the ground.
After talking to them about how MMA changed my life (FYI I’m the one in the white hoodie), not only fitness wise, my diet changed, my perspective in life, my goals changed. Funny thing is that all my life I wanted to have a good career, a good, job, a nice house, all the things you think are gonna make you happy. but they don’t, they make your parents happy. That’s not a dream.
MMA makes me dream… Have fantasies about being a pro, or at least being able to train full-time!!! maybe train in other country’s, That’s when I knew, this is a dream.
So after a while we started goofing around and they wanted me to show them what I did, so I showed them a couple of moves, and laughed our asses off. I know they would never join in on my mma experience, but its fun to have friends supporting you along the way.