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39 - Fooled
Dallas Miami turned out to be the best decision I could have made for myself. My training in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu (BJJ) was going smoother than I expected, and my trainer was impressed with how fast I was progressing. I put everything I had into my training, leaving hardly no room for anything else. I literally got up in the morning and took a quick shower, then I would make myself a nutritious smoothie before going on my morning jog. To make the jog more challenging, I ran with my overstuffed duffle bag hanging off my shoulder. It also allowed me to go straight to the training facility after my jog. I was happy with the way things were going, and hopeful that I would be able to make a name for myself in the fighting world. There was still a lot for me to learn, bu
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