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It seemed easier to go to the club each day to train after that, as I felt my game getting better, especially the jiu-jitsu portion. When it came to striking, my leg kicks were accelerating at a steady rate. They had good power and snap. I was starting to contemplate competition, but there was a lot that needed work, from my non-existent conditioning to technique and speed, but I was definitely getting the itch to compete. One of the trainers, Rob Haynes, was doing well in his MMA fights. He was a monster of a man, standing 6' 3" with a muscular build as a successful heavyweight. He had a European face, lanky hair, and a world of experience as a judo and jiu-jitsu champion. I would also learn the hard way that he had very heavy hands. I was lucky that in a sense he took me under his wing when we trained at the same times. He pushed me to my limits, and I have always been thankful for that.

He had the warrior mentality in the gym. “Train hard, wear your heart on your sleeve, and never give up.” This was beginning to be the only way I knew how to train, thanks to guys like Rob. Every time I came home after training with Rob, I knew I had just come back from war, which was really toughening me up mentally and physically. I guess the grind from work coupled with the rigorous training was good for my mind.