they aren’t big enough. I’ve been struggling with this idea for a long time. Yes, I completely agree with it. But, um- it is terrifying to me to admit my goals, my dreams, out loud. They’re safe inside my head plotting along, alive, without anyone else’s thoughts or opinions. I feel like I always assume […]Read more "If your dreams don’t scare you"
You throw a jab a thousand times. You throw a kick a thousand times. You check, you block, you attack, you defend, you cross, you knee, you elbow, you train. Over and over you do the same technique, the same skill, the same motion, trying and trying to make it perfect, to do the right […]Read more "“But what did I do wrong? How can I fix it now? Why can’t I get it right?”"
I recently read an article discussing all the things women have to say goodbye to because they train Muay Thai. While I agree, Muay Thai does make it a bit more difficult to be super girly, I don’t think it is or should be an either or. And this goes for guys, too. I don’t […]Read more "I promise to brush my hair more now."
I’ve continued to fight because I love how it makes me feel. You feel all the feels. The ups, the downs, fear, anxiety, excitement, butterflies, confidence, everything. And you’re supposed to, if I didn’t have moments of anxiety or moments where I was afraid, I’d be missing a big part of fighting. You have to […]Read more "You never fight alone."
Boxing Boys I’m chasing ghosts Every time I run. I see them right next to me Or in front of me. Pushing me to go further with their warmth and quiet strength. It’s hot. Sweat runs from my pores gasping for water. The big, bright incubator in the sky is cranking itself up as high […]Read more "Boxing Boys"
When I came back to the gym in America, I was nervous to train. Sounds crazy, right? I mean these people are basically family to me and I was nervous to train with them? Well, I was. I knew I wanted to fight again, but I wasn’t sure when. I was used Keatchatchi, to having […]Read more "I let myself be… a ninja turtle."
I’ve been back for just about 6 months and the little tug on my heart when I look at pictures of Thailand hasn’t gone away. I get awful butterflies when I watch fights or see an endless stream of Thai selfies. Wait what- awful butterflies? Yeah. Awful. That fluttering feeling you get when you want […]Read more "I remembered how to write again…"