It feels like you can’t breathe and your entire body radiates with an indescribable throbbing. Getting punched or kicked to the torso hurts immediately. The pain sets in a few hours later when your face blows up as if you got stung by a thousand wasps. The punches don’t hurt right away, things just go dim for a millisecond, like a flickering lightbulb. It keeps you humble, exposes flaws in your technique and you feel like you can handle anything. I knew I’d get my ass kicked, the last thing I wanted was to have an audience.Īfter getting pummeled once or twice, you get used to it, then you sort of like it.
Since I was too scared to do group classes, I’d do private lessons. So, I stayed glued to my chair watching the carnage, and after class, and signed up. I figured it was a rite-of-passage in school and thought it would end during college. But, I was sick and tired of getting pushed around. All I needed to do was sneak out, and no one would be the wiser. What had I gotten myself into? It wasn’t too late, I hadn’t signed anything, yet. One kid got knocked out, and a different kid dragged him away by the feet. I watched two guys “spar” with an intensity I’d never seen before. I remember observing my first class to see if I was interested in joining. In my eyes, he was the toughest guy in the world, and I was in his school. The instructor was a former UFC Champion, which meant he was a lethal, badass killer. I began mixed martial arts shortly after high school in Aliso Viejo, California. In 1996, the late Senator John McCain famously called it, “Human Cockfighting.” He later warmed-up to the sport. It didn’t help that most of the contests were held inside a cage. Events were confined to Indian Casinos, Bullrings, and back alleys. In the early 2000’s, very few states legalized MMA. You’re likely more familiar with the dominant brand: the UFC. In case you’ve missed ESPN for the last twenty years, MMA stands for Mixed Martial Arts. Back in 2004, it sounded like a fabulous place to attend an underground MMA event. If you are planning a honeymoon or a quick getaway, perhaps cross Tijuana off your list. That’s more than the previous year’s record-high of 1,781, with another three more months remaining in 2018. “Squats don’t hurt your knees what you are doing hurts your knees.”īy the writing of this article, there have been 1,789 homicides in Tijuana this year.
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