So Saturdays are my days. I just eat, train and sleep. Its my day and work doesn't come in to the picture. On Saturdays I head out to Loudon to train at our other gym. It gives me a chance to get a third MMA class in and work with Iman, as well as other people but nothing beats working with Iman. I also get to hit the advanced Muay Thai class with Coach Ric. When I first went out there, Coach Scott gave me a heads up. Though nothing he could have said would have prepared me for what I walked into. Its one of the toughest, grittiest 1.5 hours and I love it. In a weird way that you can only love hard training and a tough coach. I adore each of my coaches for different reasons but he has a coaching style that works well with my personality. So last Saturday was a hard sparring session. And there was only 3 of in class, which meant we each got a round with Ric. I got heads up about what was about to happen but words don't prepare you. It was tough. Tougher than my fight. I regretted being right handed and having a stick with an hour drive home. I did as I was told for the following 24 hours. When I woke up Sunday morning, I was pretty sure someone had put concrete in my thighs because they were that heavy and stiff. A lot of water and gatorade later, I was ready for my 1 mile prescribed run. I honestly wish I could have seen that first 400 feet, I would have peed my pants laughing at the way I was running. I was sure at any second my legs were going to give out. They probably were but they somehow managed to land in front of me before my face hit the concrete. And then it got easier. Ended up running the whole mile. Toughest mile I ever ran, or at least in a closed second to the last one of my marathon. Great learning experience, great conditioning for my legs, yada yada yada. The thing that made it all worth it were 4 little words from my coach "Im proud of you."
So I have thought about this for a while. Do I actually write this post? Do I put my dirty laundry out there for everyone? Or the handful that read my blog. And if I do, what do I say? Do I slam those involved? Do I take the high road? When is a “good” time to put it out there? A few days under my belt and there is probably no better time. So no secret, my ex-boyfriend was my coach. That worked out mildly well while we were together but add a breakup and somehow it just doesn’t work out as smoothly. Add a few of the worst things a person could do to another in there and disaster doesn’t even begin to describe. But I have this eternal belief that I can make any situation work. That I can fix things. It’s what makes me good at my job. I’m an eternal optimist. But it’s what causes me to not be so good at my personal life. Even when things are clearly not good, I still think I can fix it and make it right...
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