I lost my fight, and I lost the title I promised my gym I would bring home for them.Īnd no matter how many “Wow! what a fight!” or “good job”s I heard, I couldn’t get over the fact that I lost. And then I had to make the long walk across the ring over to my own corner, feeling physically and emotionally defeated. My hand wasn’t raised, and I had to walk over to her and her corner, swallow my pride, and congratulate her on her victory. Once the words “split decision” were called out, I slumped a little, because I instantly felt like the decision was going to go to her. I didn’t let her finish me (her nickname was “the finisher”), and I walked over to the ref to wait for the results. My face was a little sore (this girl hit like a truck) but I was still standing and I gave it my all.
I made it all three rounds and I felt great. And come the weekend of the tournament, I was going to prove it.īut after the final bell rang, telling us that our 3-2 minute round fight was over, I returned to my corner, feeling proud of myself for doing it.
I needed to prove that I could jump back into fighting after two kids, and several breaks. Again with an image of her training at her own gym in my head. If he told us to hit pads, then I hit pads.
I entered the gym every day, with an idea of what my opponent looked like, and mentally fought her during training. I had spent the last eight weeks training 2-3 hours a day, 5 days a week at my Muay Thai gym in preparation for a national tournament. I’ve tasted defeat very recently, just a week ago to be exact. Defeat can leave you just a shell of a person, with no desire to continue or try again. I get knocked down, but I get up again! It makes you question your work ethic, your heart, and ultimately everything about yourself. Giving up is what makes it permanent.” I can say from personal experience that defeat is one of the most difficult things to accept. “Being defeated is often a temporary condition. I honestly try to be, but bein' sober just gives me anxiety Knocked down like Apollo Creed, pour four shots and I swallow three Then I hit a little bit of Colorado tree, and then.
#I GET KNOCKED DOWN BUT I GET BACK UP AGAIN FULL#
Gonzo Suit case full with a lot of contro- Band, my shades on like I'm Johnny Bravo Grab the liquor get wasted, until we all live in the Matrix Sippin' my whiskey until I'm like sixty and need me a liver replacement Really I'm sayin', I guess that sobriety's one of those things I can't do for the life of me. I get knocked down, but I get up (but I get up) you're never gonna keep me down I get knocked down, but I get up (but I get up) you're never gonna keep me down I get knocked down, but I get up (but I get up) you're never gonna keep me down I get knocked down, but I get up (but I get up) you're never gonna keep me down I get knocked down, but I get shit poppin' pronto. I get knocked down, but I get up (but I get up) you're never gonna keep me down I get knocked down, but I get up (but I get up) you're never gonna keep me down I get knocked down, but I get up (but I get up) you're never gonna keep me down I get knocked down, but I get up (but I get up) you're never gonna keep me down I get knocked down, but I'mma be back in a minute Glass full of Guiness till I'm passin' my limit Shots lined up, throw em back, never sip it Then my vision goes black and I'm in it We gon' open that bottle and break it in Chasin' that Maker's with Jameson Party when it's Saturday again But you won't see me on Sunday like mailmen I'm on my Chumbawamba, clutch a cup of Vodka shipped in from Mother Russia Just a bad ass mother fucker With a bar tab that got me crunchin' numbers 21 and under, this ain't for you I stay lit drankin' brews and breakin' rules With straight shots on demand, no Pay Per View So all I really got to say to you, is. Read Chris Webby's Explanation "Knocked Down" We'll be singing, when we're winning We'll be singing.
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