Four years. It took four years before I had enough skill in Jiu Jitsu to handle myself against a new, strong young man with some high school wrestling. Four years. It took four years before I was confident enough to not let panic set in while someone came at me hard. Four years. It took four years to finally be able to play my own game, despite rough, new hands…
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Finding Ego is Strange Places
I hate when my jiu jitsu coach lets me tap him out. He let me tap him today. I’ve been bothered ever since. Why the heck am I bothered?! We had a fun roll…our rolls are always fun (for me anyway, and hopefully for him, too). I tried new things, sucked at other things, and felt good with still others. And then…he let me work into an arm bar. And…