BJJ was the start of many things.
I remember that first session so well.
My life was not good at that time, I am about 19 years old with only dark thoughts brewing in my head.
This was about as low point as there was. I will not go into details about this particular time here but when I saw low I mean bottom of the Seine low.
I was lifting weights at the time, following to the letter Dorian Yates’s program, to no results obviously.
One day I saw Royce Gracie on TV. They were bashing the UFC and put together a quick clip of his fights.
I grew up watching martial arts movies and this was definitely NOT that. I can also recognize reality when I see it and I knew this was real.
I felt a twinge of fear in my stomach. This was a man who would hurt me, manhandle me on the ground, destroy my (then very fragile) ego.
I do not like to live in fear, so I decided to join a BJJ class.