An old lady's ramblings about her love of Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. I want my Jiu Jitsu to become a thing of beauty...fluid and graceful and beautiful...I know that someday it will be.
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
The Comeback Kid
The feeling you get when your kid goes to train without you. You are under the weather and can't train. She packs up, gets ready and drives herself to class without you bugging or begging. I can't tell you how good that makes me feel. She's transitioning to a new phase in her life. She's in college and in charge of her own time. I'm starting to see that spark again. As much as we want them to love jiu jitsu as much as we do, it has to be their own journey. For a while now she has supported me and encouraged me and pushed when needed. I'm glad for that. I will be content to fan the embers of her tiny little spark. Help that flame grow. I hope one day she sees what I see when I look at her. She's a fighter. A survivor. Beautiful. Strong. She's my Tasmanian Devil Girl. And for you guys at Combat Nation who haven't been introduced to her, you will soon know why I call her that. ;)
Thursday, October 1, 2015
Pink
It's October folks. Time to get out your pink and honor those breast cancer survivors. To pay homage to those who fought a valiant battle and lost. To comfort those left behind. Do a self breast exam. Get that mammogram you've been putting off. Wear pink and wear it with pride. I know some amazing survivors. They inspire me. They gave meaning to the words "fight like a girl". I have that inked on my left shoulder. Whenever I get down or think I can't go on in my training, I remember them. Real warriors. In their darkest hour, all they could do was "Fight like a Girl". This post is for you.
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