Roxanne Modafferi

The Happy Warrior

mega busy week! Halloween and training!

Posted in amusing, family and holidays, friends, moving, training on November 2nd, 2016 by roxyfighter

I’ve been trying out new strength and conditioning as I had mentioned, and well, I can’t tell if my power level has gone up, but I have increased my pull ups and chin up count. 🙂 My shoulders are hurting less. That’s pretty cool. I’m told that’s because I’m strengthening the muscles around my rotater cuffs, which give me problems.

I’ve been managing double classes, BJJ and MMA, but kind of peetering out at the end of the MMA sessions. One of my teammates asked me if I was tired. Well, yes but if I’m tired, I will still train and push it. I felt like I was going to pass the hell out because I was dizzy and lightheaded. It’s embarrassing to have to stop before training is over and I won’t do it unless I can’t stand anymore and have nothing left.

So yeah, last weekend I moved apartments from my two-bedroom I shared with Hannah, to a three-bedroom I’m going to share with Serena and Jessy Jess. So far so good. But my mom gave me back all my childhood stuff she had been keeping for me, so aside from a few boxes I have at my dad’s, I have everything I own here so I have boxes of stuff. I’m pretty good about NOT keeping stuff unless it’s useful or has extreme sentimental value… I’ve gotten rid of a bunch of T-shirts I like but never wear because the fit isn’t quite perfect. 🙁

I think I’ll even have to ask fans to stop sending me socks and other collectables….the gesture warms my heart but I’m really trying to collect less stuff because it’s really hard for me to move it. I think I’m going to do another “guess how many socks I own” contest. 😀

Anyway, BIG THANKS to Serena who took a day off from training with me and helped me move all my stuff! She went with me to return the Penske van (which wasn’t the size I wanted!!! they messed up my reservation just like Uhaul! curses!)

Thanks to Kyle and Cory for moving my heavy sofa and shelf. I couldn’t have done it without you guys! THANK YOU! Here’s us sitting on my sofa in the back of the Penske moving van which wasn’t the size I wanted.

Oh top of that, I trained all morning on Saturday (BJJ and kickboxing) which was awesome but exhausting.

Costume sparring!
Goku vs Unicorn Ballerina (Jessica)


Goku vs Scorpion from Mortal Kombat! (Serena)

I prepared for the Halloween party and had a taco party at my apartment, which was pretty cool. I prepared for 25 people but not that many came, which I guess is the way a party goes. Honestly, this was my first time hosting a big party and I think it was a success!
I learned a lot! I’m glad I got balloons….kind of thinking “I’ll throw these into the mix because you never know what random object will become a fun prop.” It was great. We ALL played and batted the balloons….we, as in the adults, more than the kids. The kids just hacked at and destroyed my floating birthday balloons with fake swords. o_O lol

We also played Twister.
I kind of forced everyone to play but I most ended up enjoying it. I HAD SO MUCH FUN. I haven’t played in ages!!

I actually was going to dress up, but I didn’t want to wear a skimpy one…. and I couldn’t find half of my Rey costume (from Star Wars) and I could see my underwear through my red Power Rangers one, so I said, ah, screw it.

A bunch of people left, including the kids, and then a few more people came over and we had ROUND 2 of my party! More twister, Japanese pose game, balloon vollyball …lol
Some of my teammates tried to get me to go to a nightclub with them after this, but I was like, dude, the second you guys leave, I’m throwing the taco stuff in the fridge and flying through the air into my bed like there’s bed-magnet stuck to my butt…. SO exhausted. lol

Then Sunday I woke up and from 7 AM I was cleaning and then moving odds and ends that didn’t fit in big boxes into the new place (thank goodness the Office let us have a few days to move) with ‘break’ for Yoga, during which I just wanted to pass out.

Then Monday, which is usually my favorite training day because I’m feeling the most rested and healthy. I had a good mitt session with John, and then did most of the MMA class, but was just so exhausted I literally had to lay down or fall down. 🙁 Still taught my two kids classes in the evening.

Tuesday I did BJJ as hard as I could. The Reen (Serena) joined me and we had great training, and another purple belt was there, and Jordan in a gi, so I got really challenging rolls. Then wanted to die…….so I skipped pro kickboxing and lifted heavy weights. I had felt bad for not doing it on Monday. Lifted heavy upperbody and then did squats and burpies and box jump sets.

I got to lay down for a full two hours in the middle of the day yesterday! And I think a nap happened somewhere in there, so YAY REST!

oh yeah, on Tuesday I had costume day for my kids class!

And finally, here’s a pic of my old room, empty and lonely except for a yummy, steaming hot mug of Herbal Papaya tea.

Have you tried it? Or heard of it? The Herbal Papaya website has lots of products, which have enzymes good for direction, and it also aids the immune system. I never get sick when I’m taking their stuff. I’m also taking the capsules. Haha actually a year ago I had run out and figured, meh, whatever. But then got sick, so I quickly contacted them and got them to send me more. I’m not even exaggerating…..

appreciation, fans, life

Posted in amusing, every day on October 13th, 2016 by roxyfighter

I’m reading this book called “Who says you can’t? You do.” Coach John told me to buy it, and said “It’s sh*t I say but more in depth.” or something. I dunno about that, but I like it. I share a lot of the same positive, constructive thinking processes that the book suggests anyway, which is a pretty cool think to realize, but I’m not very far along. It did make me think hard about being compassionate and sparked an interesting convo with Serena.

Anyway, the book suggests that you make a list of things you’re grateful for, saying that we humans are so focused on what we want, we forget to appreciate what positive things we have here and now, and we should make a list for us to read when we feel negative. That’s a technique I already use when I’m feeling bummed or upset for whatever reason anyway, even trying to motivate myself to train if I’m hurt.

I could go on forever. The first thing I’m grateful for is always that I’m alive. Next, that I can walk. I’ve been hurt so that I couldn’t walk in the past, and it’s the worst thing ever. Some people don’t have legs and will never walk, or have sciatica and spine problems and every step is agony. So I’m grateful I can walk. I always think this almost every day. That I have my senses. That I have friends. My parents are alive and are really great parents! My grandparents are dead, but I’m glad I got to meet them. That I have fans who love me and support me… I could go on for a long time because I’ve thought about all this before…

….but branching off on that last one, I was invited to dinner by two fans of mine! I met them while walking past the Keno lounge in the Orleans Casino, where I go two times a week to run stairs! They’re lovely people, and this time I got to meet their son and we had such a nice time. They told me how they got a bunch of people together and were crowded around an iPad to watch my fight. I’m really touched to hear that!

Actually, I’ve gotten two interview requests lately. That’s unusual. I’ve only ever gotten pre-fight interview requests before, never ones after my fight, especially after losing! Why do they wanna talk to me? But it reminds me of the loving feeling I felt while leaving the cage after losing in the UFC TUF 19 finale….I was so crushed at my loss, but as I walked down the pathway to exit the arena, I felt that the people around me were screaming my name and cheering just as much as when I had entered. Thank you.

I have my own goals in life. Win a title. Beat Barb Honchack. Actually make a profit with my fight money. lol Not depend on government assistance for health insurance. Live by myself. Build a big kids jiujitsu team at Syndicate as big as when Alberto was here!

I’m so grateful I can teach kids and that they like me and my class! I don’t have kids of my own (yet?), and I want to help raise our next generation to be good people!

I’m grateful I have amazing coaches who care about me as a person and also making me successful.


I wanna get stronger. Get more fluent in Japanese to do translating jobs.

These things haven’t happened yet but I’m still really grateful for what I have and I think about them a lot. Every time I put on a pair of socks I feel loved, since like 75% of my socks are gifts. 😀

Reminding myself of these positive things constantly enhances my every day life while not putting me into a state of complacency where I wouldn’t want to try and work for more things. You don’t want to be “totally satisfied” in life, but you want to feel good about what you have while you strive for more!

And this is a really pretty song and makes me feel so excited about life!

Anecdotes of a Happy Warrior – the pen is mightier

Posted in amusing, story or poem on August 14th, 2016 by roxyfighter

Intro: The Pen is mightier….

6th grade. 1994-ish

Social Studies – a relatively interesting class. I think we were talking about something health related, like “don’t-do-drugs.” I was listening to the consequences of smoking with rapt interest: lung disease and nicotine addiction. Who would want horrible things like that?!

A girl named Jackie sat behind me. She was always mean to me for no reason. Well, when I asked her why she was mean, she said, “Because you’re SO annoying!” which baffled me because she couldn’t elaborate. Later I heard that I had ADD tendencies and tended to butt into other people’s conversations around me, so upon learning that, okay, I suppose that counts as annoying. I didn’t mean anything bad by it, though. It’s what you do when you’re lonely and you want to fit in. I didn’t want to wear jeans and cute short tops like the rest of the girls. Maybe it was because I was a goodie-goodie, and I got good grades. Maybe Jackie was annoyed that teachers liked me. She kept putting her feet on the back of my chair. Her feet stuck through the hole in the plastic in the seat of the chair, poking my butt.

So I politely turned around and whispered, “Jackie, your shoes are touching my butt. Could you please stop?” She just stuck her tongue out at me. I turned back around. A few seconds later, she nudged me again. I turned around again. “Could you please stop kicking my butt?” I tried again, nicely. My mom’s advice echoed in my head: “Tell the other kid that he or she is hurting your inside feelings.”

That might have worked in first grade, but not against Jackie. I could never defend myself verbally. If someone called me something mean, or said I looked dumb or my name was dumb or whatever, I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t possibly say something mean back. People aren’t supposed to say mean things – it’s very hurtful and continues the cycle of pain, right? So I always ran to the teacher.

Maybe Jackie didn’t like me because I was a tattle-tale. I lost all my battles, but I won most wars, because the teachers punished the offending kids. Haha.

“I’m not TOUCHING your BUTT!” Jackie whispered back, with a smirk.
“Yes, you are!”
“No, I’m not!”
“Is there a problem?” the teacher asked finally, pausing in his efforts to separate the class into mini-groups to do a team activity.

Jackie and I exchanged glances. “No,” we both said.

“Then please be quiet,” the teacher said.
She put her feet down. Peace. A few minutes later, she gave me a very hard nudge on my butt. On purpose.

I turned around. “If you don’t stop, you’ll be sorry!” I threatened. She smirked. I fingered my pen, wondering how I was going to back that up. What could I do? What? Then I thought of something….

I spun around and stuck my pen through the hole in the seat, drawing juicy black lines all over the top of her beautiful, white sneaker.

“HEY!” she shouted, leaping up. I laughed about three good “Hahaha”s before swallowing nervously. The teacher’s voice suddenly boomed, “Roxanne, Jackie, come up here now.”

My classmate’s eyes shot fireballs at me as we both stood in front of the black board.

“Okay, class, continue working quietly in groups,” the teacher instructed. “Okay, girls, what happened?”
“She drew on my shoe!” Jackie screamed.
“She was kicking me in the butt over and over again,” I said, “Even though I asked her very nicely to please stop.”
“Did not!” Jackie retorted.
“Yes, you did!” I retorted back.
“Well, she called me a bitch!” Jackie accused, looking at our teacher.
“What?! I did not! That would be mean!” I protested, also looking at him, with my innocent eyes aghast. I didn’t know exactly what a ‘bitch’ meant, but my mom had told me it was a mean insult and I should never say it. She sometimes taught me things on a need-to-know basis.
“She also called me a whore!” Jackie cried.

I blinked. “What? What’s that?” I said.

Jackie’s jaw dropped straight open.
“I couldn’t have called you that. I don’t even know what it means! What’s a whore?” I asked our teacher, who was shaking his head.
“Go sit down, both of you.” Mr. Smith ran a hand through his hair. “Roxanne, you sit over there. Jackie, you sit over there. No more putting your feet up on the chairs.”
“But! It wasn’t me!” she protested, angrily.

I smiled triumphantly. Yes, I often won the battles. The teachers tended to believe me because I never lied.

“Mr. Smith, what’s a whore?” I asked him after class.
“Go home and ask your mother,” he said firmly.

I shuffled away, discontent. Why wouldn’t he just tell me? It must be something SO bad.

Fast forward a few hours. I burst through my front door.
“Hi, honey!” came my mom’s voice from the kitchen. She was preparing me an after-school snack.
“Hi, Mom! I called back, dumping my backpack off to the side. “What’s a whore?”

Craziness! moving done, Serena & team’s fight, training!

Posted in amusing, fight, friends, fun, moving, training on May 2nd, 2016 by roxyfighter

Craaaazy two weeks!

So on Wednesday morning I woke up earlier than usual to take my mom to the airport. ;_; Sad! I barely had time to feel any feelings since I had so much on my list of things to do.

I had my pad session with John and learned awesome stuff, then Teri massage, packed a bit, and taught kids. Then I guided Serena to cut weight. I told Serena to jump rope and hit the bag. I was worried she wasn’t wearing enough clothes to make her sweat. She didn’t weigh herself before she started and I forgot to tell her, so I’m not sure how much she sweat. Finally after an hour, she weighed herself and was 139 lbs. Okay. The goal was to go to bed no more than 5 pounds away from her target weight, which was 135.

I asked her if she wanted to go to the Scooters bar to watch TUF with the team, or my house and she chose Scooters. I got to order a dessert so I don’t mind. haha I dropped her off, got home, and after that and pretty much went to bed by 10. Thursday I was packing and doing last minute stuff, then went to training and did technique and two hard rounds of sparring with Hannah before I cut out at 12:30 to help Serena cut weight. I made the hot bath, put in the salt, adjusted the temperature to make sure she sweat, helped her in and out of the tub, etc. That went alright except her scale was a pound lighter than my scale, and she chose to trust her scale instead of mine. Mine is the same as the gym scale – just saying. -_-; so after a few hours she made weight. It wasn’t easy, but we she was a trooper and suffered through 3 hot salt baths and made 135….on her scale. Her mom, we nicknamed “Mamarena” (Serena’s Mama), was there for moral support.

I drove us to Hooters Casino where the weigh ins were and we hung out there she did her thing.
serena weigh in collage
serena tuffnuffface off
She weighed in at 135.2….which means that MY scale was correct and she had gotten out of the bath at 136 and floated 0.8 lbs in those 3 hours. :/ But the commission allows a pound leeway, so she can legally weigh in up to 135.9. I take the pound all the time when I fight – nothing wrong with it.

I drove them to a Pho place! It was good. I had already eaten something but I ate again. u_U
I dropped Serena and Mamarena off home and hung around a bit to hang out with Rob, Tonya, and Vanessa, who came over to visit.

Went home at 10 PM too full to sleep so I packed….moved all my boxes into the living room. Heavy Labor FTW! ;_; Just my last minute stuff odds and ends left.

Bed. Woke up Friday at 4 Am as usual. Pack pack pack pack. Met Hannah, my new apartment-mate, (aka close friend and training partner) and got the key to the new place! She helped me load up my car with boxes and stuff and we made two or three trips back and forth up and down the stairs. Up and down.
stairs i hate

Then we went to the gym and did the MMA class from 11:30 until 12:30-ish, when we had to leave and go get the U-Haul. I was really enjoying that class especially and sad I couldn’t finish it *sigh*

Hannah had offered to help me get the U-haul but at first last week I had turned her down….it didn’t occur to me that I NEEDED her to drive it back while I drove my car back. LOL yeah so we arrived at the U-Haul place. Two and a half weeks ago, I had called and reserved a 10-foot truck for 48 hours, Friday at 1 PM to Sunday at 1 PM. A week before my move, a staff lady called and said to me, “We’d like to offer you a van instead. It’s almost as big and the mileage is cheaper.” I replied, “No, thanks. I want the truck. I have a 7-foot couch.” She said, “The reason is that we have a waiting list for families.” Why should I care about any other families? If they wanted a truck, they should have planned ahead and made a reservation. “No, I want the truck, please,” I said. “Okay,” she had said.

So Hannah and I showed up at the U-Haul office and the staff behind the desk said, “Okay, Modafferi? So you have a van from 1 PM to 5 PM.”

“Um, no,” I said and explained everything I just wrote above.
“Sorry, we don’t have a truck available,” the lady said, and did not look sorry at all. She looked like she wanted me to take the van keys and get the hell out.
“But I made a reservation!” I protested. “What good is making a reservation if you don’t reserve the vehicle? LOOK, HERE IS THE EMAIL CONFIRMATION stating two days , 10 foot truck.”
She looked. “That is only your request. Someone calls later and actually schedules it. And I have no way to know what was said on the phone.”

HOW CONVENIENT. “I JUST TOLD YOU WAS WAS SAID.” I was so mad. I usually don’t say very aggressive things like that. Okay okay calm down. What chapter in my Positivity book is this? Look on the bright side and do the best you can do in your situation?
“Alright, so the bottom line is there’s no truck. I’ll take the van. And I would like a discount for my inconvenience.”
“Oh we can’t do that.”
I looked at her name tag. It said “Manager on it.”

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Obviously she wasn’t going to back down, and obviously didn’t have the power to do anything. I could tell. So I decided to blast the company on social media and get it handled later.
van from uhal

We had a time crunch! Only a few hours to pack up what we could and then go to Tuff-N-Uff to support Serena and our teammates. meeting time was 4:45. It was 1:30.

“Okay, we’ll take the van,” I said. She had us sign the paperwork and gave us the keys.
“So go on outside and Doug will help you with a walk-around.”

Okay so Hannah and I got outside and saw……not much. Various vans. Nobody. Which was our van? Where was Doug? After waiting for a few minutes, I was seriously punchy from exhaustion and stifling my anger, so I started shouting, “Doug? EXCUSE ME, DOUG? Is there a DOUG? WHERE ARE YOU, DOUG?” and then I started giggling insanely. 😀 😀

madness insane

This nice young dark-skinned fellow comes out and says, “I’m not Doug but I’ll help you! I don’t know any Doug.”

OH GREAT, the lady assigned me to an employee who doesn’t work there?! So the nice guy WhoWasNotDoug helped us examine the van, and we drove it away. “Thanks, Doug!” I said to NotDoug. 😀 We were all laughing. He was super nice.

Drove back, moved boxes from old apt to new one. Up and down stairs. up and down and up and down and up and down.


Then met Serena and team at the Cox Pavillion and did the rules meeting and hung out! The whole hanging out for 5 hours was painful. Waiting is the worst part. John and Tom and Mike Pyle came up to coach and support. Serena listened to music a lot and tried to stay calm.

Enzo fought first and won quickly in the first round by rear naked choke. It was slick and beautiful! Then we were finally up at 10 PM (omg) and Serena put on a great performance!
serena won tuffnuff
Her striking was on point, cage control was BEAUTIFUL and just like we practiced! John taught us that well. And the girl tried to clinch and throw Serena, but she and I had drilled dropping weight and defending the Judo throws, so she got out. BEAUTIFULLY. Such great growth. I can’t say I’m proud of her enough. 😀
serena and roxy tuffnuff
Corey won his fight by guillotine. So impressed with Corey, too! So happy he’s winning and getting stronger and stronger! He’s one of my favorite people to chat with in the gym. 🙂

I wanted to sleep but went out to dinner with everybody else. After all, despite my inability to recover from lack of sleep for a few days, everybody stays up late with me when I fight, and I don’t often get to see my friends from out of town, so I tried to suck it up and be positive. It was so nice to see everybody and revel in Serena’s joy that was seeping out of her like sunlight. So proud of her.

Saturday I woke up (I slept in until 5!!) and it was raining!! ;_; I moved the other half of my things into the moving van and to the new place. up and down the stairs.

Then I went to the gym and sparred kickboxing for 45 minutes before I collapsed from exhaustion.
saturday sparring april 30-2
I landed some good stuff so I’m happy with my technique!
but I gassed out. WTF I haven’t missed a day of training, I’m doing hard labor, so it’s not fair my cardio went down!! I gain cardio by running stairs or doing burpies and I haven’t done those for two weeks because, well, it goes without saying. so I’m angry at the world about that.

After sparring, Cory and Khalil came over and helped me lift my heavy couch and book shelf and a few other pieces of furniture. THANKS! 😀 It had stopped raining by then! THANK GOODNESS. Serena and Mamarena came, too, so even after the guys left, they stayed and helped me back last minute things. Which is soooo nice of them. It have saved me so much time!I hadn’t realized how much I had left. Only now I can’t find stuff because I wasn’t the one who packed it, but I’ll find it eventually.

Saturday evening was King of the Cage and Bryce was fighting. I had fully intended to go, but ….just no. I had had it. I took the Reenas home and then went home. I think ice cream or a cookie made it’s way into my stomach before arrival.
Roxy moved in
I lay down. Then Hannah came home and was like “I’m going to Walmart now for a lamp….wanna come?” WHY NOT!? So we went shopping at Walmart for various household things like a lamp, rice cooker, etc. I was deliriously tired and giggling at everything. Might be the closest I get to being drunk. 😀

got home, slept.
Sunday, woke up unpacked, dropped off U-haul with Hannah.
OH YEAH, so after we picked it up, I wrote on twitter “Damn Uhaul messed up my order and won’t even give me a discount!” and ranted about it on facebook. Within 15 minutes, a Twitter account called “@Uhaul_care” tweeted at me, asking me to DM them the details. I explained and gave my phone number and a staff lady from the headquarters called me and gave me a $50 credit for my trouble. ;D The whole thing ended up costing $58, so yay!! Happy. And the couch had fit in the van, so we managed.

So after returning the Uhaul, I went to yoga for the first time in two weeks. My lower back is in such rough shape, it hurts to stand up. Usually that comes from either a hard wrestling practice or lack of yoga and tight lower body. So yeah, Helped a little. Then my anger towards me being gassed out made me run stairs at the Orleans although I never want to see another flight of stairs EVER AGAINNNNNNNNNNNNN

Then I …..I think I finished cleaning out the old apartment, did chores like buy a new book shelf and stuff, unpacked, and even got to watch some anime before bed! I went to bed at 8:50 PM. 😀

And now it’s Monday and my body hurts so much I can barely move.

The Saga of getting Saga, training, cirque du soleil w/ Miesha!

Posted in amusing, every day, fight, friends, training on December 6th, 2015 by roxyfighter

I haven’t really written a blog in weeks!

I’ve been teaching a lot of kids, doing a lot of BJJ, and learning awesome stuff on mitts.

The end.

Not really.

Also, I’m on a Saga to find volume 5 of Saga.
saga cover pic Volume 4 ended on kind of a cliffhanger so I’ve been dying for vol 5 to come out. The trade paperback, not the little thin comics that come out weekly or monthly or whatever. So I asked about it in April and the lady who works at Cheeseboy Comics told me, “Oh it takes months to come out. Check back in the fall.” DANG that’s a long time. Fine. I came back in September. “Not yet.” Fine. I came back in October. “Not yet. But soon.” DANG FINE, damnit. I went back in November and she said, “OH we ordered it but it’s out! Come back next Wedesday.” So I went back. “Nothing…” The next week. “Nothing..”

DAMNIT OMFG So I drove down to another comic book store I knew of and……….THEY WERE CLOSED because it was Sunday. Fine, so Monday I called and they didn’t answer the phone. I knew better than to drive there without knowing if they were open. So I called another comic book store in Vegas and asked them if they had vol 5. “Oh yes! We do!” GREAT. So I drove twenty minutes to get there and what he handed me was vol 4. “Oh sorry I thought this was it.” NO, jerk-face, it’s not!!!!!! GRRRRRRrr. I’m a very busy woman! So I called a third place and the guy said he had it and I drove there and it was only the single issue, not the trade paperback.
saga no killing I can NOT obtain this comic book!
angry pissed vegeta going super saiyan 3
Then one of my friends suggested I order it on Amazon. What? I can do that? I thought it was a new release. BUT NO, Apparently it’s been out since September!!!

angry what2

So okay, Amazon! Screw you comic book stores, you can’t have my money! HAHAHAHA
SO I ordered it and wait and wait and wait and a week and a half later….,,. this comes in the mail:
knitting yarns

I have the perfect meme for my feelings on this matter:

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My anger was building and building and building….and then when I was telling the story to my mom, I started laughing uncontrollably. It’s hilarious! Knitting???! The only MORE hilarious thing that could have come would have been a book on dating.

So….. today I think I’ll try a few more comic book stores. lol omg I can’t believe this. I .just.want.the.COMIC BOOK!!!! XD

Moving on, Yesterday I went to yaki niku with Miesha and then The Cirque du solei show Mystere. It’s my first one!

And also my first Yaki niku in America! It was better in America because the meat wasn’t like 75% fat like it is in Japan. lol Because Americans actually LIKE THE MEAT!!!! *pet peeve* and they brought the meat all at once so we don’t have to WAIT 15 MINUTES BETWEEN PLATES!!! *pet peeve*
roxy yaki niku
So basically Americans did it better. lol Go America.

miesha roxy cirque

mystere snail
The athletic ability of the performers is amazing! I actually know two acrobats who do those shows so I kept thinking of them. 🙂

Miesha really showed me a great time last night. Thanks so much, my friend! 😀 I enjoyed everything and also spending time with you! 😀 😀

So I don’t have a fight set yet (pleeease offer me a fight Invicta) but I’ve been doing a lot of jiu-jitsu and upping my gi ability that I’ve forgotten. I’m also learning awesome stuff from John on mitts to up my striking game. I love how he prefaces our practice with, “So by now, I’m not going to teach you anything new, we’re just going to work off what you know” and then proceeds to teach me something new. XD Haha! Well, maybe not new to him, but I consider it new. Over the past month I’ve been really bummed out because one, I tweaked my neck which is better now, and also no fight set. But I’m so motivated to try my new stuff in class. I’ve been learning so much and having success in practice. By the time I get another fight, I’ll be tearing through everyone. Trying to lift weights, too. I think my legs are getting stronger! I think I notice more muscle. 😀 I’m trying not to get too heavy since I have no idea when I’m fighting next….

confused anime girl

Should I bulk up? oh well! Every single fighter has the problem of wanting to fight more and not being able to. But now I have my part time job of teaching kids back, so moneyyyyyyyyyyy! 😀 Now I can drain my savings account less.

I hope I get to fight in January!