So there I was in my LSAT prep course and the discussion of wrestling came up. One of the guys in my class, we’ll call him Mike, is a wrestler. This other guy, let’s go with Anthony, starts asking him questions.
Anthony: “Have you ever gotten into a position where you’re like, oh this is so…
I was one of two females on the wrestling team my senior year of high school- and no guy is questioning the sexuality of the situation when you’re kicking their ass. (Though I really suck at wrestling and was doing more of modified jiu jitsu… but eh, close enough)
You get a lot of people like this in jiu jitsu though- the new guys are regularly afraid or awkward about rolling with a female because it is so set in their minds that close contact=sexual. From awkward reluctance to be in your guard- or the panic attacks of apology when they grab your chest or butt.
But once they start to get into the sport and see technique over gender they quickly forget those ideas of sexuality and awkwardness. It’s not longer “I’m between a girls legs” it’s “Oh god this chick is choking the life out of me with her legs- what the hell was that escape move from last week!?”.
Aaaannd I’m getting out of control with the reblog and I apologize, just made me think of stuff that I’ve said a million times before.
Welp- tonight was my last night training jiu jitsu before I leave.
And I kinda feel like some deep and essential part of me just died…
I mean, I’ll be training where ever I go in life- I’ll even see my team again whenever I come home. But it won’t be the same. Never going to be the same family that I spent every day of summers training with. I know it’s seems like something simple, and I know I’ll be able to move on with life and training beyond these people- but I’m grossly sentimental, so hush.
The training and teaching of the people I’ve met have been the foundation for my confidence over the past few years. They were the first ones to tell me that they thought I could succeed, that I could fight, that I could reach my goals. And I owe them everything for that.
Don’t you judge me…
Day movement course at Parris Island
I bet everyone loved body boxing over at boot.
Warrior cryin’ and shit at that confidence course rope.
#SemperFi #ParrisIsland #Marines
Recruits of Mike Company, 3rd Recruit Training Battalion, prepare to sprint during a physical training session July 31, 2013, on Parris Island, S.C. Physical training sessions are intended to help recruits prepare for their physical fitness and combat fitness tests, which are both graduation requirements. Mike Company is scheduled to graduate Oct. 4, 2013. Parris Island has been the site of Marine Corps recruit training since Nov. 1, 1915. Today, approximately 20,000 recruits come to Parris Island annually for the chance to become United States Marines by enduring 13 weeks of rigorous, transformative training. Parris Island is home to entry-level enlisted training for 50 percent of males and 100 percent for females in the Marine Corps. (Photo by Cpl. Caitlin Brink)
The Eagle, Globe and Anchor has been a part of the Marine Corps uniform since 1868 and became the official emblem of the Marine Corps in 1955. This small piece of metal that only costs a few dollars is priceless to the new Marines who have endured the last 12 weeks of intense training to earn it. This ceremony has been a tradition on Parris Island since the first Crucible in 1996. Delta Company is scheduled to graduate Sept. 13, 2013. Parris Island has been the site of Marine Corps recruit training since Nov. 1, 1915. Today, approximately 20,000 recruits come to Parris Island annually for the chance to become United States Marines by enduring 13 weeks of rigorous, transformative training. Parris Island is home to entry-level enlisted training for 50 percent of males and 100 percent for females in the Marine Corps.
Female Marine recruits are disciplined with some unscheduled physical training in the sand pit outside their barracks during boot camp Feb. 27, 2013 at MCRD Parris Island, South Carolina.