Everyone likes MMA

on January 18, 2012

Until they get punched in the face.

That’s what Muay Thai instructor and all-around dangerous man Samy told me today when I joined John’s Gym, an Austin MMA gym 5 minutes from my apartment. I know, I know—you’re asking yourself “why on Earth did this guy John name his gym eponymously?” Yeah, I was totally wondering that too.

Oh, what’s that? You actually wanted to know why I signed a 6-month commitment to a MMA gym with the intention of getting my flight, er, fight on? Well, that’s easy. I wanted to—WAIT WHAT DID I JUST DO? OH MY FU FU FU FUUUUUUUUWOWOWOW. O_O

All right, all right. All kidding aside, I wanted to step out of my comfort zone this year and try something new. And given my tendency to go to extremes, that of course translated to “stepping into a brutal pain zone” instead. I admit I might have taken that “comfort zone” idea a little too literally, but whatever. What’s the worst thing that could happen? OH YEAH. EMMA COULD GET DEEPLY ETCHED WATER SPOTS. THAT’S WHAT.