The other day, someone asked me in the comment section of my blog, to tell you all what training is like for me.
I wondered if I could even write a whole post on it… I doubted that it would be a very exciting read… because I know first hand that it’s definitely not exciting to live.
But, you asked!
So, allow me to give you a little run down of my life, as of lately.
Right now, I don’t have any confirmed fights, but am kind of in “fight camp” anyways, because there are a lot of fight cards coming up that I could potentially fight on.
And I’m sure you’ve heard me say it before… but… fight camps suck.
Just a reminder.
They suck – in my opinion – mainly because I can’t be a pig and eat whatever I want, or skip practice for something much more appealing, like yoga, shopping or the movies.
AND… I have to declare my REAL weight to pretty much anyone who has anything to do with my training. Which, as a chick, we hate telling you our “real” weight. I don’t know why, it’s just something we don’t like to get precise about. But in fight camp, there is no rounding down the numbers. Haha… and yes, us girls normally round down. Just like you boys likely always round up. 😉
Everything becomes pretty rigid for me. Training, eating, sleeping. There isn’t much excitement. I do laundry in my spare time. My meals, every day, are the same.
I’m probably not a very good girlfriend during fight camps. I unload every fear I have onto my man… and that’s a lot of shit to put on someone else. I am unbelievably grateful though, that he understands me like he does, and that he has “been there” too. I know, with out a doubt, that I could not do this with out him.
In fight camps, you think the same thoughts over and over. You’re always thinking about this one person. It gets really tiresome after awhile… you just want the whole thing to be over with, so you can go back to thinking about normal stuff again. Like, what your gonna do with your friends on the weekend, what your going to bake and eat or about wearing something cute and sassy that doesn’t fall into the category of athletic wear.
As for day-to-day training… sprints, circuits and pad work usually are my mornings and the evenings include sparring, grappling or wrestling.
I could write so much more about lessons and comfort zones… but those always are far more detailed and worthy of an individual post, rather than a paragraph in a write-up like this. And, normally, those kinds of write ups come from the roller-coaster of emotions which accompany knowing you are going to fight on a certain day, at a certain venue, against a certain person.
Stay tuned for more of those to come. 😉
Anyways… like I said, it’s not exciting, but this is what the training life looks like, for me.
Who knows, maybe the more I get comfortable with the nerves and the unknowns, I’ll be able to start to have a little more fun with what I do, and how I cope. But I’m still a baby in the sport. It hasn’t even been a year yet, since my first MMA fight. I’m still figuring a lot of shit out. Somewhere along the line, I decided that I would grow and make my mistakes in the “public eye”… and sometimes I struggle with that. But more times than not, I am overwhelmed with the love and support you all show me…
…thank you guys for taking interest. I’ll keep you posted as to what becomes of this “fight camp.”
Sending love, hugs and buttslaps…