It’s already the Friday before competition. It seems like this weekend would never come and all the sudden it is smack dab in front of me.
I’m not even fighting but I’m getting those same feelings as when I did. I’m irritable. It’s like, all I want to do is focus on the task at hand and everything else is a nuisance. I want to listen to people, but my brain doesn’t want to be here, it wants to stay focused on the ring. It’s like sitting at a table with a person, but the t.v. is just over their shoulder pulling you in and distracting you.
My skin feels itchy, and taught. My jaw wants to clench to keep everything inside all the while I want this feeling to escape. There’s no way out but through.
It’s true this is only amateur competition, but it is much more. This weekend and next week are development…..opportunity…..testing grounds….These amateur competitions are the truth tellers. What have we been doing this whole time and is it enough of the right ingredients.
I fly out today to meet Greg and the Northwest team in Vegas and that makes today the longest day of the year. Tomorrow is weigh ins and fights and then we will know if indeed it was all enough.