Lucky is a dog's name, I call it whooping your @#$

Pt I
Last week a brown belt C. completely tore two ligaments in his knee. Laid up for half a year and surgery required. Today a purple belt B. broke his collar bone.

My little sore elbow doesn't seem that big now....

(ps last night I ran stairs at Mt Helix and did push ups, this morning I ran 5 miles on trails at 6am in 41 degree weather in 47 minutes.)

In today's class I did a 20 minutes roll at the very end with a purple who just kept at it and at it and wouldn't let me quit. Everyone is really helping me train for the Copa.

Luck, I don't believe in it.

Part II
Over 600 people applied to PA school where I want to go. Initially I did not make the first cut. Then I got wait listed to be interviewed, then I got an interview offer! So now 80-85 of us are being interviewed for 40 spots. I am doing that this Thursday and Friday up in Utah.

I have been studying and doing mock interviews. I think I am totally prepared. Still, it is an unknown situation for me and I think how it works is we are all obviously at an acceptable level, at least on paper. Now it is up to these in-person interviews to convince them you're not.

What I mean to say is I think at this stage and level you eliminate yourself. Pressure? Yeah, I'll be the guy in my suit doing push-ups in the hallway to calm down.
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I can't wait to go boardin' at Brighton on Saturday, to just let things out of my system and just flow down the mountain. Relax, flow and go.

Again, no such thing as "Luck"