I signed up to MMA last year & I was afraid for the most of the year. Intimidated. Shell-shocked. However, not anymore. Now I am smarter. My Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu instructor scolded us playfully yesterday evening, but we all knew his words were serious when he spoke, "I don't like this class. There's too many white belts. When there should be blue belts already. If you want your blue belt, you always need to come to class. If you want to be a purple belt, then woo! You need to be crazy! And if you want to be a black belt, WOW! Then you've gotta be REALLY crazy! Crazy like me! So stick with it. Always come to class. That is the only way."
I seriously want to be stronger. I *NEED* to be stronger. Constant progression & unfailing improvement is my newfound obsession... unbridled passion in life. I really need to work on my cardio & strength training. I have definitely evolved since my last fights last year in November/December. I always enjoy gauging my strengths & weaknesses from being away from MMA for so long. But now I know that I must continue. For it is forbidden to dare speak such emboldened words of paramount strength without living up to them.
Honor.
is.
Everything.