EXONERATED OF MURDER, A BOXER MAKES A DEBUT AT 52 Click photo for the article! What a bad ass.

EXONERATED OF MURDER, A BOXER MAKES A DEBUT AT 52

Click photo for the article! What a bad ass.

BAMF.

BAMF.

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Pornsanae 13Coingym vs Pakon Sakyotin @ Lumpinee - Fight of the Year 2010

Straight up brawling. Can’t say it was pretty, but it was entertaining.

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epic4chan: Body type: Form vs function  画

epic4chan:

Body type: Form vs function  画

98 Year Old Judo master makes 10th degree black belt If I could be a fraction as badass as this lady when I’m in my FIFTIES I’d be proud. This woman is really repping.

98 Year Old Judo master makes 10th degree black belt

If I could be a fraction as badass as this lady when I’m in my FIFTIES I’d be proud.

This woman is really repping.

Spacing out/doodling while thinking up ideas at work…either drawing dudes hitting things or naked chicks. Am I secretly a 13 year old boy?

Spacing out/doodling while thinking up ideas at work…either drawing dudes hitting things or naked chicks. Am I secretly a 13 year old boy?

vanvlackconditioning: Cristina,Jenn & Ann, set up for drills using 20k (44lb) kettle bells. All 3 of these Ladies are 120lbs or under. What I’m getting at here is that women should move volume (weight) if they want to truly maintain strength & muscle “tone”. Muscle tone is scientifically define by “the amount of motor units recruited within a muscle during a movement”. The higher percentage of motor units you are able to recruit the more apt & ready a muscle is for being able to exert force. Taking for example a sprinter or a gymnast. I’ve gotten amazing results with female clients once they’ve let go of the “small pink weight” mentality & actually embraced the idea of moving heavier volume of resistance. Granted you still have to eat clean & do metabolic work but understanding that size & “power generation” are not always hand in hand has helped all 3 of these women get stronger,faster, & maintain a lower body fat percentage. Kru Gavin is good at kicking our butts outside of the ring.

vanvlackconditioning:

Cristina,Jenn & Ann, set up for drills using 20k (44lb) kettle bells. All 3 of these Ladies are 120lbs or under. What I’m getting at here is that women should move volume (weight) if they want to truly maintain strength & muscle “tone”. Muscle tone is scientifically define by “the amount of motor units recruited within a muscle during a movement”. The higher percentage of motor units you are able to recruit the more apt & ready a muscle is for being able to exert force. Taking for example a sprinter or a gymnast. I’ve gotten amazing results with female clients once they’ve let go of the “small pink weight” mentality & actually embraced the idea of moving heavier volume of resistance. Granted you still have to eat clean & do metabolic work but understanding that size & “power generation” are not always hand in hand has helped all 3 of these women get stronger,faster, & maintain a lower body fat percentage.

Kru Gavin is good at kicking our butts outside of the ring.

You can’t hold people to a standard that you yourself cannot uphold.

And if they can’t do the same, this is all I got to say.

Preparing for battle…

Preparing for battle…

My very own prajiat up in the left hand corner. I just need to get my very own mongkol as well! Is this what my life has become? Gloves, Buddhist prayer beads, and a set of armbands? People have been asking me how the fight was and I tell them it went well. The inevitable “did you win” comes up, and they act all empathetic and disappointed when I tell them no. “Well, maybe next time you’ll get her!” It’s weird how at first I too was all upset about not winning. But the more I think about it, it’s not about the win or the lose, it was more about the journey than the fight. I know it is because people outside of the combat sport/Muay Thai world don’t really understand what it takes. I trained my ass off. I trained with all my heart and soul. And then I got in that ring. The nerves. The adrenalin. The highs and the lows. The excitement. The heart-break. The heart-break. It was exactly how I felt after the fight. It took me some time to realize I was mostly broken up about how it was all over. The agony. The non-stop eating. Not being able to go to the gym because my body needed a break. Feeling endorphin deprived because I no longer had that rush twice a day. People telling me to smile, and me wanting to tell them to go fuck themselves because I figured there was no way for me to make them understand how I felt. I don’t want to find other distractions. There was only one thing I wanted, and it involved a pair of wraps, a pair of gloves, and the feeling of the mat beneath my bare, anklet clad feet. I’m back at the gym though, and man am I ECSTATIC to be there. Next time somebody “awws” at my loss, I want to ask them, hey, YOU, would your ass ever get in that ring? You ever been in front of somebody who’s single minded focus is to put your ass to the ground and bury you? But I won’t. I’ll just say, it’s okay, because I’m not done yet. That ring and I have unfinished business.

My very own prajiat up in the left hand corner. I just need to get my very own mongkol as well!

Is this what my life has become? Gloves, Buddhist prayer beads, and a set of armbands?

People have been asking me how the fight was and I tell them it went well. The inevitable “did you win” comes up, and they act all empathetic and disappointed when I tell them no. “Well, maybe next time you’ll get her!”

It’s weird how at first I too was all upset about not winning. But the more I think about it, it’s not about the win or the lose, it was more about the journey than the fight.

I know it is because people outside of the combat sport/Muay Thai world don’t really understand what it takes. I trained my ass off. I trained with all my heart and soul. And then I got in that ring. The nerves. The adrenalin. The highs and the lows. The excitement. The heart-break.

The heart-break. It was exactly how I felt after the fight. It took me some time to realize I was mostly broken up about how it was all over. The agony. The non-stop eating. Not being able to go to the gym because my body needed a break. Feeling endorphin deprived because I no longer had that rush twice a day. People telling me to smile, and me wanting to tell them to go fuck themselves because I figured there was no way for me to make them understand how I felt. I don’t want to find other distractions. There was only one thing I wanted, and it involved a pair of wraps, a pair of gloves, and the feeling of the mat beneath my bare, anklet clad feet.

I’m back at the gym though, and man am I ECSTATIC to be there.

Next time somebody “awws” at my loss, I want to ask them, hey, YOU, would your ass ever get in that ring? You ever been in front of somebody who’s single minded focus is to put your ass to the ground and bury you? But I won’t. I’ll just say, it’s okay, because I’m not done yet. That ring and I have unfinished business.

Training for my very first Muay Thai fight, I am documenting my journey here.