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This is a photo of Nam, the wonderful girl I wrote about in Expect the Unexpected two weeks ago.  I went to the gym this afternoon (Sunday, “off day”) for some light training in the afternoon...

 A Word of Warning A couple weeks after arriving at Lanna I was chatting with Andy before morning training.  It was probably 6:15 AM and we’d just returned to the gym after a run at the...

Got up at the regular time this morning to go train with Andy at the gym. He’s down from Hill Camp “for a limited time only,” so I sucked up losing my one day to sleep...

I can’t leave this damn dog alone.  She’s let loose in the parking lot next to the gym (which also happens to be the yard of apartments adjacent, where she lives) and her little piggy body...

Twenty seconds into sparring with Den this afternoon, I’m already frustrated.  There are hundreds of reasons why I shouldn’t be: Den has 300 fights to his name and  that doesn’t happen without countless hours of training,...

I got the gym a little after 4:00 this afternoon.  It had rained heavily for almost an hour and the air was only recently cleared of the heaving movement of wind.  Nook was directing two young...

After an intense padwork-turned-sparring session with Nook in the morning, I was pretty satisfied with the effort I’d put in but had definitely experienced difficulty in feeling positively about myself and my performance.  In between morning...

There’s a saying that “it’s not how many times you fall, it’s how many times you get back up,” or variations thereof.  The funny thing about this life affirmation, to me anyway, is that in a...

I stopped at the waterfall to record a video journal update, three days before my 19th fight.  There’s a little puppy (two actually, but only one cares that I come by) en route who has decided...

I love the gym at night.  As it the sun goes down the space beneath the tin roof starts to darken at the farthest reaches first, slowly being swallowed up to to the side with no...