I'm eating homemade leftovers for lunch as I ice the bottom of my right foot. Thailand is creeping up quickly. My eyesight is a bit blurred... I'm sensitive to the light around me. No headache, but there is a glowing orb that obscures everything I try to focus on. The cold pack is seeping past my sock, permeating inside the insides of my foot. I've been training everyday, once a day. My conditioning seems to be improving yet everyday is different. One day I'll be a non-stop kicking, punching machine- the next I'll be winded after the warmup.
It's all a practice.
So much still left to do before we leave. I haven't found a person to film the experience yet. It's time to start reaching out to people via instagram and social media.
I still have a lot of writing to do as well. I MUST get organized before I go, and find ways to upload, and edit footage, via my ipad. I don't want to take my computer, but I may have to anyway. Feeling sleep, feeling like I don't want to write, feeling like I want to lay down and watch cartoons. But I mustn't! I MUST use this time to be productive and get as organized as I can with the time I have left. It's time to start packing as well. I think a coffee may be helpful.
And I was correct.
So, this morning I came across this Speedo Fit Training.... basically exercising underwater. With sneakers, and weights, and even bicycles.... What the fuck... I just read that 1 billion people around the world have a rough time finding safe water. Some of these fitness trends make me really sad, and cynical of the way we use our free time. This seems like a ploy to get people who are too lazy to swim to exercise. I understand the reasons for rehabilitation in the water but this is just nuts. Swim!
Seeing that advertisement, I feel like my book is more necessary than ever. You don't need to go to a gym to be healthy and feel great about yourself. You don't have to go to a spinning class to sweat, and work, and feel a sense of accomplishment. You don't have to be part of any one group of training, and you certainly don't have to spend trucks load of money to do all of the above in a flippin' pool.
Be grateful for the water you drink every day.
Muay Thai is getting progressively more...complex. I'm beginning to learn how to control specific mechanics of my body that I'd never explored before. IE: coming high on the ball of my foot and rotating my hips to increase the power of my kicks. I walk out of class feeling energized, happy, focused, and... peaceful. I don't want to go fight after training, its quite the opposite. I've trained with men and women of all shapes and sizes during my training at Coban's camp. I basically go directly for whoever shoots their hand up first, signaling they don't have a partner. I push them, they push me.
Today, I trained with a young guy, probably around the same age as me. Two, or even, one year ago- I would have seen a young, attractive, muscular guy, training at the same gym, as competition. I would have found it more challenging to warm up to him because of my own insecurities. I threw those reservations out the window awhile ago. I approached him as a student, someone willing and ready to learn, humble and human. We pushed each other to the brink of exhaustion. It wasn't about competing against each other, but challenging one another to challenge ourselves.
Training is not about being better than anyone else. You won't always have that external competition. Training is about pushing yourself to be better than you were yesterday and acknowledging that their will always be more to learn tomorrow.
I think that's enough for today. Time to do some writing for the book. Feeling inspired now. Love you all. Enjoy your weekend. Ah! Before I leave, I want to share an experience I had yesterday. I was taking out the trash and there was a bike leaning against a tree, along with a guy learning, about 10 feet away, on a fire hydrant.
I looked at him and asked him
"Is that your bike?"
I wasn't sure what he said,
"Did you say why?"
"Be careful, it could get stolen. I've had two bikes stolen out here."
"That's going to happen. It's New York City."
His energy and response made me upset- he wasn't a friendly guy.
"That's a sad outlook to have."
I threw the trash away and came back out and tried to shake his hand, hopefully clear the air.
"Get away from me. Stop profiling me."
The more I tried to engage, the more aggressive he got.
Some people aren't going to like you, no matter what you say or do, and the more you try to push kindness, the more you get pushed back. You can't push something that isn't wanted. You'll never to be able to make everyone happy. And sometime, the more you try, the world it gets. It wasn't my responsibility to cheer that guy up, and trying was the wrong idea. When people judge you, don't joint them. Don't take it personally. Understand that you don't understand them, and they may not want you to try.
Be present to the energy around you.
Direct your own energy where it can positively serve the world surrounding you.