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Some of the coaches were not always around, and we had a rotation of some new trainers in the gym. They all had different styles and techniques, and I did not notice that I was beginning to get overloaded with all of the information. So, instead of working and building my fundamentals, I was good at nothing and working on everything. I still felt confident; I thought that I was unbreakable, and all I needed was that opening in a fight and I would get my knockout through my natural power. I was still a little inconsistent with my training due to my work schedule and could not believe how quickly time had drawn me closer to fight day.

The morning of the fight I was experiencing a mild level of anxiety, so I did not eat a big breakfast that morning and stuck to drinking only water. I was really hoping Milton would be able to make it. He was a great coach, and I was used to hearing him in my corner.

We arrived at our destination. It was still morning and we managed to park across the street in a grocery store parking lot. We were early, and the gym was already busy, but the yellow, rundown building gave off an eerie feel, making us all the more anxious. MAS Thai Boxing was located on the top floor of an older industrial-style building. We proceeded up the rundown dingy stairs, and they squeaked in protest as we climbed each step slowly. Once upstairs, we removed our shoes and were led through the large doorway into the official gym of my first Muay Thai fight, which turned into a war.