So one of the reasons I started this website/blog was to have a place to voice my thoughts and to provide insight into my personal training and fighting. While I have not been highly active in the fighting aspect due to a various amount of reasons I have at least been more active in the gym than most. Currently I train out of PFA (Pride Fighting Academy) in Cape Town and I love it. The okes are okes. There are girls there, but they are there to train and learn, there ain’t no gym boets posing with their tops off hitting on these girls. The trainers are super friendly and professional. Mike is simply awesome with a larger than life aura that you can’t help liking and really knows how to bring the fighter out of you. Matt my boxing coach is younger than me, which theoretically is weird; but his knowledge is out of this world and his ability to transfer that knowledge is unparalleled except maybe by Brandon my BJJ coach. This dude has ignited a fire of appreciation and enthusiasm for Jiu Jitsu. Its all I want to do now days. Quite the contrast from when I just wanted to kop skop. Alas an advert for my second home (possibly my first as I spend more time there than at my home) is not my point of this post. But I did want to introduce you to them, these guys put so much energy into their students and always willing to go the extra mile, so i just wanted to show them some appreciation.
The point of this post is to vent my thoughts and talk about what inspires me maybe even be intelligent at times and provide insightful commentaries on the parallels between training and life. This will be a lot more personal and I will try catalog my training in an interesting way than just saying I ran 5km today. That gets super boring, fast. This won’t be regular weekly type thing either, that becomes work and I will lose my lust for it. This is for me to express myself. Something that I feel social media on its own does not allow me to do. 140 characters is not enough. Apparently I actually like writing, school you were so wrong.
So, lets get into it a bit. Something that has been on my mind a lot lately is timing. The longer I live, the more I realise it is everything. You can have the best training camp and be sharp as can be and hit like a truck, but if you can’t get your timing right. You will never get those sweet sweet KOs. This doesn’t’ only apply to fighting or athleticism of any kind. But life in general, as I have had to learn the hard way recently. I have had the misfortune of being broken up with by possibly the most beautiful, intelligent, driven and passionate woman I know. And well that sucks, it sucks so much big donkey balls that I was paralyzed for the weekend after it happened. That couch and I were one. Think we even had the same level of thoughts, which as most inanimate objects go; is nil. But the reason it was over with out going into details is timing. because of timing we are in very different stages of our lives and unfortunately that means at this point can’t work out. Maybe if we had met in the future ( I really wish time travel was a thing already) and different circumstances we would have worked out. Alas, timing hey. The unfortunate thing about all this is that unlike speed/strength/technique this isn’t really something that we can work on. In fighting you can, but it essentially comes with practice and experience. I guess its the same with relationships. You will learn the right timing for things and hopefully get better at it. This is something that I am struggling to accept and understand, but that is a part of growing up and becoming a fully functioning human.
So what is the point of this? I don’t really have one. I just have been thinking about the concept of timing in every aspect of my life and decided to put the metaphorical pen to paper and this is what came out. A disjointed piece that digresses at every angle it gets the chance. Suppose that is very much like me and part of how I deal with things. Turn them into little bite sizes that I can wade my way through instead of a massive chunk of emotion mountain that is in surmountable.
As for the training, well I have pretty much the same amount of time for it, but a lot more energy to devote. I am still on my journey, I want to be the best, need to attempt to get there. Not trying has never been me. Giving up is simply nonsensical. I will be having my first fight in about 3 years at a local K1 event in Cape Town called ‘Get in the Ring’. This will be the first time I am fighting K1 and I miss by elbows and clinch just thinking about it. But I will deal as there is no where to fight actual Muaythai in South Africa for me at this point. And once this bout is done, win or lose it doesn’t matter. I will be back in my rhythm. I will be working towards fighting MMA professionally. And hopefully, by the time that happens; EFC will have a Flyweight division. I might be older than most guys, but I am the same age as Mighty Mouse Demetrious Johnson and I KNOW i can get to that level. Especially with my team at Pride Fighting Academy. Please open the flyweight division Cairo & Graeme :).
To the girl that broke me and awoke this emotionless robot, if you read this. Thank you. Thank you for 2 of the best years of my life. Thank you for waking me up and allowing me to feel. Without you I would never been able to write something like this. Would never have even crossed my mind. Maybe things will change in the future. I know they say there are plenty of fish in the sea and I will meet someone else. But there is only one Moby Dick, only one that is truly worth catching.