Tonight I rolled with 5 guys and dominated four. The fifth, a tie. It is this last one that has me worried. I've lost 5 of my last 5 tournament fights by very close margins. Some were nearly ties. The ties used to drive me insane. So close, over and over, yet never winning. I must suck.
But a lot happens in 9 months. I got two stripes on my purple belt. Time to quit fucking around and get on the ball. So I designed a weight training circuit, made sure my training partners are on the mat when I am, and mat time is Business Time, people. No chit chat. No easy rolling. Moment by moment, Business Time was in effect. And I did what I did best: alter time and reality so that my opponents were drawn in, unable to resist. I can see the finish, the outcome I predicted all along. My beat, my tempo, all of this dominates. (Which looks like they want to dance my dance, then they get choked or swept). Except for that one tie. Clearly, reality has some work to do.