I'm falling more and more in love with fighting. The more I train, the less I want to do with the rest of the world that doesn't understand fighting. Its like a huge part of me has been freed, my wildness acknowledged and embraced rather than caged. The current relationship I am in pales to it and I find myself looking more forward to pushing myself til in think I will puke than going on a date. If I get injured I just make modifications, I read up, I watch videos. I know that I want to at some point do a photo set in the gym. I love this, this is who I am, a wild thing.
visionsofed:
And what a marvelous wild thing you are