My search for meaning has been long. From watching UFC for Free on SpikeTV in the 90s to sparring UFC pros in my first week of training was an experience.
But more importantly it shed light on the glaring blind spot in my life.
My father was National Champion in Karate. And it wasn't until he got sick that I go out and keep his Spirit alive.
I have had a lot compliments and workable advice from strangers or top coaches. I've caught hate, incoming rivalries which I welcome.
No traveling, no chasing chicks, none of this. Just accumulating knowledge and working. The Direction and Aim is just to be Proficient in my own skin. This is all I can ask.
I've found such great information. I'm really grateful. I never knew who 90% of these practitioners are. But I'm glad I do now.
If you seek, you shall find. It's up to me to put it all to work and get some scrapping in full time.
My hernia surgery is in the summer so just running work in Mama's Basement of Greatness it is.
Weaving ABC together. Because Everything is Everything to Everyone. If anyone tells you to delay until another day is gay.
Til next time.
Dominate. Do Not Participate.