• sarahdraht

Forged By Fire

The daily battles behind the gold medals.

When people see my gold medals they don’t see days like today.

Wrestling today did not go as well as I had hoped. I know my timing is off as I work on perfecting the new techniques and concepts Superdave has been working with me on. My guard got passed multiple times. I know I need to be incredibly focused and have perfect technique to stay one step ahead of my training partners (especially the stronger and/or more advanced ones). This is how I will find my success - that didn't not go as well as I had hoped today as I attempted to implement my new strategy.

I know I am not the only one who is hard on themselves. I also know I am not the only who hopes to see successes right away.

The thing is. It's supposed to be messy. Every time I expand my repertoire there is a period of time where there are countless failures and lessons. To be reminded of every small detail in the technique (or the sequence of the techniques), to perfect the timing and set up of the technique, to learn the counters, then to counter the counters. It is supposed to messy at first, it is the nature of the beast.

Diamonds are created through pressure and champions are forged by fire. The good days are just as important as the hard days. Not bad days, hard days - there is just as much to learn in the hard days as the good days. The days where I get swept, subbed, and submitted, but keep wrestling and keep training. Sometimes this lasts one round, sometimes it lasts six months before I start to see the success.

In the book I am reading (‘Relentless’ by Tim S. Grover) talks about how most people run from stress, and how important it is to dive right into it. Stress keeps me sharp, it challenges me in ways I could never imagine and forces me to solve issues and manage situations that send weaker people for cover. I can’t succeed without it. My level of success is defined but how well I embrace and manage it.

When I face the hard training session I have two options. First option is to duck out, avoid it, only do execute the techniques I am good at. The second option is to put my pride in the back seat, dive in head first and deal with it. Recognizing and remembering this is how champions are made. On the hard days, forged by fire. The thing is, I don't have to always love the process, but I am addicted to the results. Because when I finally earn those successes it feels so fucking good.

IBJJF Pan-American Championships