This week was one of my toughest challenges in life. I understand physical pain more that ever and I have been tested in my endurance and determination. I went through an emotional roller coaster and it was interesting to see how inventive I can get to motivate myself to get out of bed in the morning and train. My sleep is weird as if I am stuck in between two universes where I am not awake but not fully asleep. When I do get some sleep the dreams are so vivid and irrational as if everything that was pushed away in my subconscious mind struggles to set free. The morning run is the time when my doubts and certainties compete against each other. Then I get in the ring with Rambo and the mind gets silent focusing on hitting and punching. Rambo said to me I don’t have enough power but I have been punching so hard that the skin of my knuckles peeled off and the I have been kicking until bruises covered my shins giving them the color of ripped plums. But I guess there is more inside me and I need to let it out.
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