The Curse of the Purple Belt
In the first week of February 2010 I was awarded my purple belt in brazilian jiu jitsu form Fabio Santos, one of the few red and black belts. It was quite the honor and quite sudden. I figured I had maybe a year to go till I got the purple.
So first week of February I get my belt. Second week I am in the hospital and sick with stupid Crohns disease. I still decide to fight Pan Ams and Mundials as a new purple belt. I get a default medal in the Pans and get trounced by wunder kid Ronaldo Candido from Atos at the Mundials.
In competition as a purple belt I am 0-5. Not what I wanted.....
As soon as I got my purple belt my health has been horrible. I've never ever had even 6 weeks of unbroken training in the year and half since I was promoted.
The purple belt seemingly is cursed for me. No training. No wins. No good.
If Mars Blackman did jj, "Money it's gotta be the belt!"
So first week of February I get my belt. Second week I am in the hospital and sick with stupid Crohns disease. I still decide to fight Pan Ams and Mundials as a new purple belt. I get a default medal in the Pans and get trounced by wunder kid Ronaldo Candido from Atos at the Mundials.
In competition as a purple belt I am 0-5. Not what I wanted.....
As soon as I got my purple belt my health has been horrible. I've never ever had even 6 weeks of unbroken training in the year and half since I was promoted.
The purple belt seemingly is cursed for me. No training. No wins. No good.
If Mars Blackman did jj, "Money it's gotta be the belt!"
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