Overcame a big mental hurdle today. I really wanted to attend a Royce Gracie Jiu Jitsu seminar but none of my regular training partners could make it and I was scared about going alone. Doesn't sound a big deal but it's a very intimate close contact sport and I get nervous rolling with guys I don't know.
Then there was a late venue change and at this point my anxiety kicks in because directions weren't clear, parking wasn't at the venue and I'm starting to panic that I'll get lost, be late, the dogs will be left too long, I won't won't find a buddy, will make an idiot of myself blah blah.
A year ago I would have tapped out and baled...but pet sitter booked, left in good time, found the venue, made some new pals and had a really awesome training session. My buddy was an absolute gentleman and I was honoured to receive a promotion from the big man himself. My last stripe as a white belt.
There are so many cliches but it's 100% true: Sometimes the fight is not on the mat. It's in your head and showing up is the win.
















