Back on the Mat…and It Feels So Good
If you’ve read my previous blogs, you’d know about the fighting background I come from.
If you haven’t, here’s a quick explanation. For the last 7 years, my life has revolved around wrestling. Not the stuff you see on TV (though that is slightly entertaining from time to time) but actual collegiate and Olympic style wrestling.
Wrestling is a sport that ultimately consumes you, mainly because, above all else, it requires complete commitment of your heart, soul, and spirit. That being said, its easy to get completely wrapped up in everything about the sport, and unfortunately, when you’re done performing it, you feel at a loss.
This is what pushed me to get into MMA; my wrestling career had ended, and I didn’t know what else to do. Immediately, I fell in love with it. Simply put, it was wrestling…..times 10. Although I was not a natural in the other styles of martial arts; jiu-jitsu, boxing, muay thai, it was only a short time before I was picking them up and becoming a more rounded fighter. Before I knew it, I was scheduled to get in the cage, and after winning, was scheduled a couple more times.
I wish I had kept going, but unfortunately, my life had soon gotten too bogged down in the less exciting things, such as work and school, and I simply could not find the time to keep training. I kept up with my fitness for the most part, but I could slowly feel myself slipping further and further away from the peak I believed I had reached. It’s now been approximately 5 months since I was on in a legitimate training session, and I knew that had to change.
Back on the Mat
This week, I decided to get back into it, and participated in my first training session in a long time. It was a grappling practice, so it was a good opportunity to ease back into things without getting punched in the face a bunch.
It took some getting used to, but by the time we had finished our “rolling” session, I felt as if a lot of the things I originally worked so hard to learn were coming back, and I knew that with some consistent work, I could get back to where I was. Later in the week, I went through a pretty tough Stand-up session, with some heavy bag and mitt work, and it felt really good to get my feet and hands flying again.
Next week, I’ll get back into a consistent week long schedule of training and sparring, and that, on top of the lifting routine I drew up (just finished week 2) I hope to reach a high level of fitness by mid-March.
Wish me luck!