MMA in Denver This Past Weekend

I always knew I was a player and not a spectator, but I never really realized how much until I went  to the Ring of Fire, MMA fight in Denver this past weekend. I don’t even fight (unless I’m provoked of course) and I was wanting to get in the cage. This is no joke. I always had a feeling I might be a fighter and honestly if I weren’t running, I think I probably would be.   I hope my mother doesn’t read this, I might not hear the end of it.  * MOM, I’m kidding, really..don’t read the rest of this post.

So the fighting thing is interesting. I think it’s a lot like racing. You really have to have heart to get into that cage, but you really have to have heart to step on that line and KNOW you’re getting ready to HURT. If I became a fighter, I’m SURE I’d be the most physically fit opponent.  Having a background in the 800m is probably the most hardcore “cardio” one can come from.  But do I really want to wrestle all of those manly girls? Do you have to be manly to fight? It was looking like softball up in there! The girls I saw fight …well the cornrows (if you’re white) isn’t looking real ladylike (not to say I look  or even act very ladylike when I’m training).  The cornrows reminds me of Axl Rose (of Guns and Roses) when he was trying to make his music comeback and he rocked out some cornrows….actually he lost all of his cool points with that.  He’s still trying to get those back, even till this very day. Sorry Axl, no worries, any guy who can make white leather pants cool (anytime in his lifetime) has a place in my heart.

Well I guess I have to take care of my running business first. I hate the fact that I’m actually considering MMA. This is so ridiculous. I hope this is a just a phase.  Maybe I’m just rearing to race and I had a hard time just sitting there being a spectator…I CAN’T DO IT! I was sitting there with a black/phython corset on and I was still ready to compete.

Speaking of running. Training is great..still. The snow is getting to be a problem the last few days. It was so cold here I had to run with a ski mask on and sunglasses. I was running through 4 inches of snow (which is a lot like running in sand) and since I was running in downtown Colorado Springs I happened to catch a few shoppers coming out of  stores. I thought they were going to wet themselves. I didn’t realize that I looked like a burglar (or a member of the IRA), but I had to keep my face from freezing.

****Lastly I want to give a shout out to Cameron Dollar (he trains here in Colorado Springs). I went to watch him fight this weekend and I have to admit  this dude has a lot of heart and I wish him the very best.  The first time I met him, he gave me a hug.  How many people do that?  I was expecting a handshake and some kind of dap (because I’m formal and yet slighty ghetto).  He’s either really sweet or he was checking to see how big my boobs were (I’m kidding!).