I will not quit, not ever. In life, on the mats, in a fight, I won’t ever stop. All the eyes watching me, whether rooting for me or secretly (and sometimes not so secretly) hoping I fail, they will never see me give up. Either I finish and wind up victorious, or I lose after […]
Read moreThe Hungry Wolf Howls Alone
Cutting weight blows. I miss carbs. Don’t get me wrong, I’m ecstatic with the results, but I would definitely rather have my pizza and donuts than my celery and water. Only someone who truly has a dream and a passion for fighting would put themselves through this. I’ve already planned my meals for afterwards and […]
Read moreNot All Family is Blood
Is there any other sport out there that seems like more of a solo effort than fighting? I mean, when you are out on the mats or inside the cage, there is no one else except for you and your opponent. However, outward appearances alone can be quite deceiving. Personally, I can’t think of any […]
Read moreLeaders Aren’t Born, They’re Made
There are some things in life that I just don’t think I will ever become accustomed to no matter how often it occurs or the frequency in which it takes place. Since I was a young girl, I’ve aspired to achieve some form of greatness. I always wanted to push myself so far past what […]
Read moreAlways Bent, Never Broken
My body is deteriorating at a rapid rate. I’ve crunched bones, torn ligaments, fractured disks, sprained joints, concussed myself, swelled up my skin, dislocated body parts, and spilled my own blood more times than I can count. But I don’t quit. I don’t stop. Either I am exceptionally stupid, or I’m woefully stubborn. Either way, […]
Read moreThough She Be But Little, She Is Fierce
Strike one: I’m a woman. Strike two: I am small. Strike three: I picked the most physically demanding sport possible. Truth is, I always wanted to fight. I’ve dreamed about it for a long time. At the age of 14, I was gifted my very first iPod and created my Apple ID. The security question […]
Read moreAnxiety, Easy as 123
Broken bones, sprained ligaments, torn muscles, bruised shins, black eyes. Sometimes it’s really easy to look at someone at training and see all their aches, ailments, and pains as it’s at the forefront of their physicality. But unless you really look at a person, we miss the invisible suffering no one talks about. The kind […]
Read moreWe Are Women, Now Hear Us Roar
Did you ever notice how the world seems to pit powerful women against each other? Whether it’s an assumed power due to career rank, achievement in sports, or perceived conceptual beauty, it always has to be a constant competition among us females in a dog eat dog world where women can never share the crown, […]
Read moreBeauty in the Beast
I have a confession to make. I am not beautiful. A good majority of the time I look in the mirror and I do not like what I see. I’m constantly questioning my self-worth and wondering if I am as ugly as I am often told. I’ll never be the pretty girl, the graceful one […]
Read moreWithout Limitations
Life is hard. Find any person and they’ll have a story for what valid reasons make their life difficult. But what if it was apparent to the outside world just exactly why our life was so difficult? What if we had physical adversities that hindered our daily life in ways most could never relate to? […]
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