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| On Brazillian Jiu Jitsu. Tuesday. 1.22.13 12:45 am 7:10am. A beeping alarm rouses me from my sleep. I groan and reach over and turn off the alarm, then the one on my phone. A quick snuggle with my stuffed animals, wishing morning hadn�t come so fast, and I roll myself out of bed. I get ready and dressed, and I�m off to catch the first bus to campus. 7:30am. The second stop, and I�m off to the gym for my first agenda of the day. A white gi on, hair pinned back and in a single braid, I�m greeted by loud, intense rap music and the smell of bleach on freshly cleaned mats. A quick stretch, a simple clap of the hands and a fist pound starts the slow warm-up roll. As we warm up, more people trickle in and our practice really begins. Some days it is five minute rounds of drilling, some days it is just working on technique, but it always ends with some rolling. 8:50am. Off the mats I rush, to the nearest bathroom. The gi comes off, and on comes the clothes for the rest of the day. And I�m off, for my first class of the day, always arriving slightly out of breath and a tad late. I�m obsessed. I�m obsessed in the way you know when really love something, when you can�t exactly explain why. Sure, I could simply say, �I like the way it teaches you how to use what you have to your advantage and how the smaller person can win,� but that would not even begin to touch the surface of why. It is just the way I love science, the way I love to swim, the way I could love a person, unexplainable. Though, perhaps it is the way it connects me to him, but it isn�t that anymore, that was before my obsession. He got me to start, but they�re not the reason why I continue. Perhaps it is the way it is not just a sport of strength, but rather an art of technique. Perhaps it is all the chill and friendly people that I have met. Perhaps the reason is as simple as the endorphins being released during exercise. Perhaps so many things, yet none of them, even in combination can pinpoint my obsession. I don�t know, but all I do know is that it makes me happy and makes waking up an hour earlier every other day worth it. 0 Comments.
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