Ego Trippin'

Forgive me, but I’m about to become a self-centered bitch (and I use that word in its purest metaphorical sense).  There is that moment when you realize you’re going to fight and the world shifts.  I need to eat when it’s time to eat, sleep when it’s time to sleep, and train and work and EVERYTHING else needs to take a back seat.  It sounds a little totally self-absorbed, but anyone who pretends they don’t react this way is lying.  No I’m not saving lives or defending the universe, but it’s fight time and I’m not worried about making everyone else happy.

Long Beach Fight Night May 6 ,2012

I was living with my sister before my first fight and at one point she took a deep breath and said “Who are you?”  Years later she did her first triathlon, and she called me and said “Kate, I get it.”  She knew she needed to eat, and everyone was worried about waiting for so and so, and cooking, and chatting.  She needed to eat.  She had an extremely taxing race coming the next day, and she knew the consequences of not handling her business.  When I wrote about fear motivating you in the right direction this is exactly what I’m talking about.

I now have weight to make, a diet I need to keep, a training camp to plan, and I still need to work and take care of my family.  Oh yeah, and I’m starting from zero after three months of recovery.  I don’t want anyone to feel sorry for me, I live for this.  These crazy nerves, training to the point of exhaustion, growing as a human being and as a fighter, feeling the love and support of my training partners and family, I’m on a roller coaster for the next three months.  And I am SO ready.

This feeling is one of the reasons I love to fight.  When we are caught up in our responsibilities and day to day routines it is almost impossible to take time for ourselves, to put ourselves first.  My needs are a priority, and when I’m blessed with the opportunity to fight, I make them one.

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