...is the sacrifice. The sacrifice of what seems like everything pleasurable. Friends are on the beach fishing the sun away, and Im at a gym trying to prove to myself I can be something. Girlfriend comes home from college with cheeseburgers and french fries, and I just have to watch and wish I was enjoying every bite. Getting offered 24 hours of overtime at my job (fire fighter shift is $840 for me) and turning it down because I know my kickboxing sucks, and tomorrow is kickboxing day at the gym.
When they say fighting is the fun part, they sure mean it. Because the months of training, dieting, and sacrificing can take a toll. I sure do miss the days of reality TV and dominos pizza at this hour, wondering on the UG wondering what TrainJudo or ThatguythatKOdKimbo is gonna say next.
Im only an ammatuer, who has only fought a couple times. I really have the MOST respect for the men and women who do it year round as thier job. Because if I suffer so much sacrificing what I do, only God knows what those fighters go through.
TTT for combat sports.