In the winter of 2014 I wanted to challenge myself and accepted an opportunity to compete in a mixed martial arts fight. I had never participated in individual sports growing up and was a tad bit older than average to be making my mma debut. I was not sure if I would be able to handle the nerves, the pressure, the training, and ultimately the event. The only way I could answer these questions was to get out of my comfort zone and try.
As I started on the journey to the event, one of the most important decisions I made was to write about and share my experiences. Each week I documented my training schedule, workouts, nutrition, and family activities. I shared these weekly recaps on facebook and through email for those that still were not into social media. Writing every week allowed me to process how far I had come, allowed me to respect how much work I was putting in, and gave me an opportunity to see how much support I had from my family. Writing weekly became something I looked forward to. Then I started getting responses from all of you. All the sudden, I was encouraged and more motivated because of the love and feedback I was receiving. Most of it had nothing to do with the actual fight but was testimonies about how this journey had inspired them to start their own journey. I started having more personal conversations about a wide variety of self-help topics with people I did not have a deep connection with or hadn’t even previously known.
Slowly these weekly recaps that I thought would appeal to mma fans had created a community that was about self-improvement, self-assessing, and living life fully! It’s been 4 years this April since that fight and I’m thankful to still share my experiences and stories with all of you.
I’m humbled to look back and realize the true talent I developed in that journey had nothing to do with a fist fight. It was finding out how much I enjoyed writing, how therapeutic it is to share the story of life, and how you never know where your story will make an impact.