1ST RULE OF FIGHT CLUB. DON'T TALK ABOUT FIGHT CLUB!

I admire people who fight. I mean seriously to put it all on the line like that. In the cage there are no lies, no hiding, it is the purist thing out there next to Brad and Angelina's marriage. There are certain things that man feel innate at being good at. Fighting is one of them, I have always found this humorous when someone says "He better walk away cause I would whoop his ass!". Now that I am more mature than my big toy brawling days, I know voicing your kimbo slice like street fighting skills is a cover for insecurity's (I.E Micheal Bisping. I love you Dan Henderson.) It was not until I trained in jiu jitsu, and muy thai, that I began to appreciate the art and the people who practise it.
I have been getting the question lately when am I going to fight? My answer is when my fat ass loses 20 pounds and gets some cardio. Truth is I am afraid to fight, because I am afraid I will like it. I have an addictive peronality, those who know me have seen traces of this disease. (I.E my colorful gi's, and endless jiu jitsu video library). I have been beginning to train with more of the experienced fighters at West Side Academy. Guys like "Punishing Pat" Ryan the go crazy on your ass Echols. Chris I am the most flexible muy thai instructor ever. And while I never get close to even touching these guys they humble me, and make me bleed. Well something weird happened the other day. Pat Reeves (who is 145 pounds on a day where he eats Beto's and doesn't take a shit) caught me with a wicked left hook that connected with my word hole. I started to taste blood in my mouth, and a little voice inside my head said "Do it again Pat I dare ya." Now I know some people that when they would realize they are bleeding call time and address the wound. Believe me there is no shame in that, but my sick ass subconscious liked it! After the round I was thinking of Forrest Griffen. Forrest gave an interview once, I think it was in MMA magazine I think? Anyways he said that he enjoyed being pummeled, that he fought better when he was wounded. I never understood that or anyone else who just liked to fight all the time, until now. It is the rush, the fact that you can take a hit and still stand, take a shot and stand up and keep going forward, must importantly it judges your character, because like the joker said "People near death show you who they really are" I am interested in my character, because I don't know. Will I be like Jose Cansaco and tap to punches after 4 seconds, or will I take it and laugh and say "do it again!" I just don't know. I do know however when I got my ass whooped in Jr. High for saying for smart ass shit like "Your Mom goes to college" I was more hell bent on getting revenge than focusing on my broken nose, and chipped tooth. So even though the past is not always a good indication of what will happen, I hope that spirit hasn't left me, because that would be some embarrassing shit if I just lied there on the mat crying in front of people. But on the bright side chicks might see the sensitive side of me.
So in summation will I fight? Not for awhile, I am a pride full man, and I have the bad habit of setting my video games to the easiest level so I can win. Yes I know that is childish but so what I like to win, it is the American way. For now I will just enjoy learning until I feel it is the right time. At least I know when it is time I will be ready.
I would like to give a shout out to Andre Galvao who was robbed in his decision in dream 10, and to Jack Black for making me laugh with his masterpiece Nacho Libre.
I'M OUT!!!!

My name is Miles and I am a meat head

DISCLAIMER!!!!! In no way shape or form do I consider myself a journalist so please excuse any misspellings or grammar errors. I mean come on i am just a dumb jock cut me some slack.

Jiu Jitsu is life. At least for me anyways. It has changed my life physically, mentally, and egoistically. I came from a meat head background, my resume includes power lifting, football, and Pro Wrestling (on the trampoline mostly). I thought meeting force with force was the only way to solve any problem. If there was lineman in front of me I would bull rush him, and let nature decide who was stronger. If there was an obstacle in my way while I was walking I would crush it with my hulk strength. And if there was another guy at the bar bigger than me, I would go outside and do push ups to get that Arnold like pump going. (okay not really but you get the point). It wasn't till I discovered jiu jitsu that life became a lot easier for me.
My first experience with jiu jitsu was a reality check for me. My little brother Joe was doing jiu jitsu at West Side. This place is cozy, I compare it to cheers because everybody knows everybody there. Mark Johnson (who is the owner) is a huge guy, I mean even with my meat head mentality at the time, I still wouldn't mess with this guy. He had a Grizzly Adams beard, and dread locks that reminded me of Eddie Gordo off Tekkan He is the epitome of a man and nicest guy you will ever meet. So... being the meat head I am I quickly size up the place, and minus Mark I am the biggest dude there. Mark invites me to join in on the session, I eagerly oblige, and let the fun begin. (I am going to steal from Quentin Tarantino and start from the end :) it adds more drama this way.)
TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP!!!!!!! I am completely out of breath. I lay there defeated, but how could this be? I am 280 pounds of pure rage, and muscle, and this skinny blond hair kid just wiped the floor with me. (The skinny blond hair kid I speak of is Grayson Greener, looking at this kid you would think "what a wuss!!!" but he has some of the most technical jiu jitsu in the area.) The whole time I tried to maul Grayson, by using my weight lifting techniques, but none of it worked, he just tied me up like a pretzel and eventually arm bared me.
My ego was crushed!! So much for being a tommy tough guy. I wish had a montage of how West Side has changed me, because I am completely different person from two years ago. People always ask why I like it so much, and how I can wrestle with a bunch of guys all the time. To me its so simple and clear that I get frustrated that they can't see it. Its an art. I love to watch guys roll because I see art being created. I think that is why I love jiu jitsu so much. I have always had a craving to be an artist. Mostly I just wanted to draw cool shit like comic book characters. I took a few art classes in college and realized I suck at this, and no matter how much I practise I will never be good at it. Jiu jitsu fills that void for me, because although I am far from good, I do enjoy trying to paint a canvas every time I roll. Most importantly though it has taught me not to take everything in life head on like I used to. When life takes you down, put in your butterfly guard and sweep it. When you go for an arm bar from guard and can't get it, switch to an omoplata. This is why I appreciate Jiu jitsu so much, because no matter what kind of situation I am in, I always no there is a counter and an escape to it. Always!
So in conclusion I have created a test to see if you are a meat head and need to try jiu jitsu to enrich your life. These are simple yes or no questions, and don't cheat because you will only hurt yourself, and possibly go to hell depending on what religion you believe in.

1. Do you wear sleeveless underarmer to the gym?
2. When you fight do you get in to a pushing contest waiting for someone to break it up?
3. Do you wear super tight shirts and play stupid when women ask if you work out?
4. Does your diet consist of mostly protein bars or shakes?
5. Do you lift weights before going out on a Friday night to make you appear bigger than you are?
6. Do you look at yourself every time you pass a mirror?
7. Do you always look for smaller guys to intimidate?
8. When you lift do you lift as much as you can for 2-3 reps and admire your work in the mirror?
9. Do you freak out when missing a weight lifting session?
10. is Arnold Schwarzenegger your idol?

If you answered yes to any of these, than congratulations you are a meat head. To cure this disease I suggest jiu jitsu, because no matter how big you are, bones and egos break.
Thank you and good night!