AHHH! Tomorrow will the the first tournament that I’ve trained for in 3 years. The past few months of training have been a lot of fun…and filled with buckets of sweat, and lots of scrapes and bruises.
When I injured my ankle a few years ago, I wasn’t the same fearless little asian girl from before. Though I still trained hard, and told others I was fine, in the back of my mind, I was afraid of getting hurt again. That mental barrier crippled me. But after a a few months of laying low, I knew I had to get back into action. Real action. A few torn ligaments aren’t going to stop me, are you kidding? The first steps towards rehab were NOT fun. But I told myself no excuses. If you want to get back, you’ve got to push! I knew it wasn’t going to pretty, and it was going to be a long journey. Train without equipment, train on concrete, but move forward.
When people ask if I’ll be the same as before, I tell them no, I’m better than before. And tomorrow, I’ll have to do more than tell them, I’ll have to show them.
Here are just some thoughts that go through my mind:
You’ve done this before
Make the judges and audience feel your passion
Slow down, breathe, focus
Keep the intensity, stay grounded
A good martial artist can see their opponent, a great one is able to portray the opponent to the audience, too
Practice control, but don’t hold back
Stay light on your feet
Hands up, eyes up
Dash forward, retreat back
The floor is yours, take control
Overall, I believe I’ve trained hard. I’m one that believes that if you go through pain today, you will feel less pain tomorrow. Though I’m nervous as hell, I keep reminding myself to control that feeling to perform better. I have high personal expectations, and though I’m not looking to win anything; I am looking to better improve myself as a martial artist.
The time is now. LETS GO!!