Crap, crap, crap!

There are crappy days, and then there are crappier nights. Last night was one of them.

Have you ever cried on the mat, while training, out of frustration?

I did, last night.

I was very discreet about it, of course. No one even knew. I was still smiling and laughing with my teammates, but deep inside my sanity was slowly being eaten away by frustration. I would generally feel good about training, but last night was different. My game just wouldn't work, no matter how hard I try. It didn't help that I was panting like a rabid dog. I appreciate that the guys don't go easy on me anymore, so I get swept easily and my arm is even hurting from an unexpected submission. I don't feel like my game is moving forward, while everyone else is progressing...

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