When I first started fighting, I was like any other beginner...nervous and fearful of the outcome. Then I started getting more practice and training, I came to a point where I would fight anybody in my school without any hesitation. I would go up against bigger guys and fight as hard as I could. Just like in life, I won some and I lost some, but the point is I was not a very nice guy when I fought. This attitude was established from the point when I threw my first strike that I meant business.
And then things changed last summer, I was in a competition and I tore my ACL. I was at the doctor the next day where he drew blood from my knees and told me that I needed an operation. I could not fight for about four months after the operation. When I went back to school, my fear of getting hurt kept growing. I hated going to fight, but I forced my self. For the past six months, I been going into my fights being a nice guy Nice Guy . I try to become buddy buddy with other fighters so that they don't hurt me too much. I don't hit them hard just so they wont get pissed at me. I don't throw my techniques with complete accuracies (i.e. purposely missing) because I don't want to hurt them. WHAT DO I GET IN RETURN? ......... complete disrespect from other fighters, they see me as a weak fighter who can be easily run over.......hence their confidence increases and they beat the daylights outta me. It's all about the confidence....something that I use to have when I use to fight....that same confidence made me win most of my fights....my ratio use to be approximately 7 wins to 3 losses. So last night I fought someone and I pretended to be his buddy and asked him "anything you wanna work on?" and tried getting on his good side by not going hard with him......in return, he goes hard and now I am sitting at home with bruises on my thigh which did not let me sleep last night b/c of pain. The whole day I have had trouble moving.
I guess I needed these bruises as a wakeup call....not just in fighting, but in life also. The concept of being "too nice" will cause disrespect in fighting, in dating, at the workplace, and in everyday life. Your enemy will see you as no threat, the women will see you as a wussy weakling, your boss will see you as non-motivated, and people around will see you as something to run-over......and believe me most people are just waiting for the opportunity to run someone over.....just to make themselves feel better.
The funny thing is that, as I was growing up to age of 18, I was a typical nerd/nice guy. I use to get beat up alot in school. No girl would even think of talking to me. Then I got so damn angry one day.......and it happened in that moment that I was gonna change my life. No one was gonna push me around....my promise to myself were tested in the next few days. I was in a line at school to enter the gym and some guy hit me in the back of my head. My previous self would have ignored it b/c I was once beaten unconsious and left there to die on the concrete previously. But this time it was different, the anger in me came out and turned around and saw three kids laughing...I picked one kid and punched him in the face. I don't know where I was getting the strength b/c I had never fought before but I started hitting these three kids...eventually they tackled me and threw me to the ground, but I was happy that I fought three guys and went down fighting. From that point, I started taking karate, talked to many girls as possible, and went to college to get good grades consistently. I was getting girls left and right. It was just a matter of confidence. I was taking risks and realizing that the only way to win is to step out of the comfort zone and take risks.
Unfortunately, after graduating college, I slipped back into being a nice guy and wuss b/c I entered the corporate world. Everyone around me was professional and "nice". My girls started to use me as an emotional punching bag. But now I realize that it's a different type of nice in the corporate world. It's the type of nice that they smile in front of but stab you in the back.
And once again, as I sit here with a bruised thigh, I think of the young kid who was waiting to unleash his bottled anger at the world. The next guy to fight me is gonna have a handful
and oh let's not forget about the women, they'll have a handful too
And then things changed last summer, I was in a competition and I tore my ACL. I was at the doctor the next day where he drew blood from my knees and told me that I needed an operation. I could not fight for about four months after the operation. When I went back to school, my fear of getting hurt kept growing. I hated going to fight, but I forced my self. For the past six months, I been going into my fights being a nice guy Nice Guy . I try to become buddy buddy with other fighters so that they don't hurt me too much. I don't hit them hard just so they wont get pissed at me. I don't throw my techniques with complete accuracies (i.e. purposely missing) because I don't want to hurt them. WHAT DO I GET IN RETURN? ......... complete disrespect from other fighters, they see me as a weak fighter who can be easily run over.......hence their confidence increases and they beat the daylights outta me. It's all about the confidence....something that I use to have when I use to fight....that same confidence made me win most of my fights....my ratio use to be approximately 7 wins to 3 losses. So last night I fought someone and I pretended to be his buddy and asked him "anything you wanna work on?" and tried getting on his good side by not going hard with him......in return, he goes hard and now I am sitting at home with bruises on my thigh which did not let me sleep last night b/c of pain. The whole day I have had trouble moving.
I guess I needed these bruises as a wakeup call....not just in fighting, but in life also. The concept of being "too nice" will cause disrespect in fighting, in dating, at the workplace, and in everyday life. Your enemy will see you as no threat, the women will see you as a wussy weakling, your boss will see you as non-motivated, and people around will see you as something to run-over......and believe me most people are just waiting for the opportunity to run someone over.....just to make themselves feel better.
The funny thing is that, as I was growing up to age of 18, I was a typical nerd/nice guy. I use to get beat up alot in school. No girl would even think of talking to me. Then I got so damn angry one day.......and it happened in that moment that I was gonna change my life. No one was gonna push me around....my promise to myself were tested in the next few days. I was in a line at school to enter the gym and some guy hit me in the back of my head. My previous self would have ignored it b/c I was once beaten unconsious and left there to die on the concrete previously. But this time it was different, the anger in me came out and turned around and saw three kids laughing...I picked one kid and punched him in the face. I don't know where I was getting the strength b/c I had never fought before but I started hitting these three kids...eventually they tackled me and threw me to the ground, but I was happy that I fought three guys and went down fighting. From that point, I started taking karate, talked to many girls as possible, and went to college to get good grades consistently. I was getting girls left and right. It was just a matter of confidence. I was taking risks and realizing that the only way to win is to step out of the comfort zone and take risks.
Unfortunately, after graduating college, I slipped back into being a nice guy and wuss b/c I entered the corporate world. Everyone around me was professional and "nice". My girls started to use me as an emotional punching bag. But now I realize that it's a different type of nice in the corporate world. It's the type of nice that they smile in front of but stab you in the back.
And once again, as I sit here with a bruised thigh, I think of the young kid who was waiting to unleash his bottled anger at the world. The next guy to fight me is gonna have a handful
and oh let's not forget about the women, they'll have a handful too 
