The first time I met BeBe, I didn’t really meet BeBe. Rather, I met her left hook. It landed rapidly on my noggin before I could cover tight or bob ‘n weave it. And that’s how I knew I’d found my new favorite training partner. Through the pain of my own life’s path, I’ve come...Continue reading
“You’ve got a herniated disc. You can’t do it.” “You’re too weak. You can’t do it.” “You can’t do it – so quit trying.” Anyone else get this sort’ve self-doubt internal talk? I sure did, before I tried out Trident for the first time. In fact, a lot’ve these awful, stress inducing thoughts held me...Continue reading
Sounds like a benign phrase, doesn’t it? Like you’re about to walk your Pekinese. Or take a pleasant road trip. Harmless, really. Yeah, not on the floor of the dojo. Not when your sweet, tiny partner’s run off to change a band-aid and your 225 pound instructor, constructed of bulging muscles, is offering to sub...Continue reading