I can't believe I'm writing this on a Friday afternoon, that's insanely off brand.

The week after a tournament when you are questioning your life existance, happy to just be trianing for the sake of enjoying training instead of doing 3x per day,

Took a seemingly normal diversion of my week and headed up to our fine capital country, where I'm reminded despite loving Dublin, everything people say about it is probably fair and true.

Ponder over what could have been from a viral body kick thrown in a EUROPEAN FINAL might have led to and a question to consider and what side of the coin do you land on.

Why is getting beaten up in BJJ Enjoyable?