When I write these blogs, I like to imagine myself akin to Carrie Bradshaw a la Sex and the City, but I probably more accurately resemble Oscar the Grouch, clacking annoyingly away at my keyboard from the trash can that is my life. I’m dumped on. A lot. At work, at home, on the mats, […]
Read moreWinners Never Quit and Quitters Never Win
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 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 moreAin’t No Hood Like Parenthood
I am not a parent. I had grown up harboring no maternal aspirations nor dreams of bearing children. In fact, my early 20s were marred with such negative thoughts when it came to raising children, that I would turn down dates with anyone who was already a father. It simply was a deal breaker for […]
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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