Imagine busting your ass for six weeks, dropping 20lbs of excess fat and muscle, suffering through endless hours on the treadmill, slamming your bones into others’, and missing out on precious time with loved ones. All to have your fight canceled on two days' notice. Stoicism saved the day.
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My mind was unclear, muddled, and slow. My body was broken. Still, I knew I would walk home with that belt around my waist.
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I suffered from pre/post-championship depression; is there such a thing? The University of MMA 135 lb. title belt was on the line. I was to be fighting in one of California’s top amateur mixed martial arts promotions. I was literally preparing for the biggest fight of my life when this feeling of helplessness crept in.
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