So, I’ve written before talking about fighting while on Active Duty and looking for any successful stories or the whatnot. I must admit that my actual reason for writing that little article was something much more selfish. Finding the last drops of motivation to finally get off the bench and get into the game.
My passion for combat related sports is deep rooted. I took a 2x4 to the neighborhood bully when I was 3. My dad taught me to shoot when I was 6. And as long as I can remember, I’ve been passionate about everything martial arts, be it Ninja Turtles, Jackie Chan or Bruce Lee movies, or MMA. So everything about combat, the warrior spirit, and tapping into that primal, caveman instinct to inflict punishment... I get it.
Now that I’m in the last year of my twenties, with a solid foundation of a good job, loving wife and healthy kids, I’m nearing that point where I need to do the proverbial defecation or evacuation of the facilities. And thankfully, my high stress, high hours, low downtime job is nearing its end and I’m moving to a ‘hotbed’ of MMA and BJJ gyms in Oahu. The Iron is hot, so it’s time to strike.
Which transitions well into my current conundrum. Do I put on the gloves and strike, going full bore MMA and risk regular black eyes, broken noses and concussions, with greater risk of my Commanding Officer catching wind and putting the clamps down? Or do I go BJJ/Grappling and concentrate on the areas that I love and show the most aptitude for, but do less to satisfy my urge to fight?
Grappling is also a viable option, as my children, especially my son, tend to become extremely unsettled when I’m hurt or appear to be hurt. I made the gross mistake of taking my son with me while I got a spinal adjustment and he just about fought the chiropractor after my first neck pop. I worry that coming home with a bloody nose and swollen facial features may cause him mental distress.
To prepare myself for the eventual undertaking, I’ve kept in shape with crossfit and occasionally sparring with a good friend who doesn’t mind re-adjusting my jaw with a sharp left hook... or taking the occasional axe kick to the ear. He's getting into the fight game in parallel right now, and due to his fantastic genetic lineage of scrappy, strong wrestlers and great support staff, I feel he'll break into the game quickly and do very well.
Over the next series of articles, I hope to chronicle my move toward competition in whatever area I so choose. I'll be adding blurbs about my counterpart's successes as well, and try to include my take on the stresses of the military obligations, juggling fighting, family and career, in addition to the ins and outs of the training as users like sklart, and Fraser Coffeen’s phenomenal Muay Thai training diary series.