Naked
I don’t know why but for some reason I only have the desire to write here when I’m traveling.
I was reading a book Madison gave to me called “Naked” by David Sedaris. Funny book. There’s a chapter in there where he describes working on someones house and one of the former employees walks in one day after he had stopped working there and just goes through his bosses purse while he watches and takes 63 dollars out of her wallet. Unable to do anything about it he goes down to the bank and withdraws 63 dollars to put back into her purse rather than trying to explain to her what happened. Reading that I just realized my explanation for why I like training.
I remember a few weeks ago when I was having lunch with Madison’s aunt, a very intelligent woman who I gained a lot of respect for. When she asked me WHY I would want to do this fighting thing I didn’t really have a good answer but I realize something when reading today. It’s been a long time since I had to worry about something bad happen to someone I loved or myself and not being able to do anything about it. What happened to Dave in that chapter of that book will never happen to me again because of training. Yes I recognize that that sounds like I had a huge confidence issue that I had to cover up, and that’s probably because I do.
I don’t know why I’m enjoying myself so much sitting in my hotel room watching episodes of Californication and reading books. I definitely had the option to go out and get drunk tonight to. I’m odd.
Sit
Squat
Ray Getting a Foot Massage
Snooker
