Didn’t sleep last night…everyone in the hotel was trashed…all I heard was GSP! GSP! GSP! All night long as fans were celebrating. Canadian flags can be seen everywhere and everyone was wearing a Georges St. Pierre shirt of some sort. I was invited to a hotel room party by a group of people that flew from Canada to see the fight live. Had a lot of fun…they partied like rockstars…speaking of rock stars…I miss being a rockstar a month ago in Florida. But if my bout is signed by May or June…I might just be a rock star then for a couple days. Damn…the 6 figure contracts are still ringing in my head…
The phone rang in my hotel room just as I was about to leave to checkout…it was Diep he wished me a “Bon Voyage”…he thought I was French Canadian being a GSP fan…and to call him when I was in Las Vegas again. Guess I got a group of friends to chill with and party when I’m in Florida and now Las Vegas too. He brought up an interesting point…he mentioned that I should transition from boxing to MMA…something that has been on my mind constantly. I initially fought amateur in MMA in Gatineau, Quebec. From there I got an offer to fight for the WEC which offered me roughly $800 a fight, which I thought was not worth the time and money. Thus, I turned down the offer…months later, WEC was bought out by the UFC…and if I only took the offer earlier I would be competing in the UFC…painful memories…but that’s life. The city is still buzzing about the yesterday’s fight. Tons of people were at McCarren Airport checking in to fly back home after watching the fight. Everyone’s still talking about it. GSP is the welterweight king…even though his next opponent is a muay thai wrecking machine…
Being away from Toronto from all …I really got a chance to spend time with myself…cast out the distractions and reflect on the past and find out who I really am. Time is limited so don't waste it living someone else's life...Don’t be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people's thinking...don't let the noise of others opinion drown out my own inner voice ...and most important have courage to follow my heart and intuition...they somehow already know what I truly want to be... everything else is secondary...I must have long ranged goals to keep me from my short ranged failures.
“Everyday we go through life doing the same monotonous tasks required of us. We work so hard towards our goals that we often forget what it is we truly seek. Our minds are consumed by the tedious tasks forgetting the greater picture. Sometimes a monumental task forces us to be filled with frustration and anger at our own inability to accomplish something the person next to you seems to complete with ease. Take a breath, recall what it is you are working towards and remember the initial spark of motivation…that ignition that sent us on this journey. Do not ravage the dreams of others to achieve your own and know that with dedication and hard work, you can reach the plateau among the stars.”
I’m going to look at myself in the mirror at the start of everyday and ask myself…if today was the last day of my life, would I be doing what I’m about to do today and whenever the answer is no for a few consecutive days…I’ll know I need to change something. I’m in 4th year…have to kick start in my career soon and the economic turmoil isn’t looking good for me. Sports has always been my outlet/escape from just being a normal everyday university student…but as I age and my career gets busy, the ability to indulge in sports is taken away from me…then where’s my escape?...I’ll have to hang up my gloves one day…walk away from the bright spotlight inside the ring and abandon the arena with thousands of fans cheering for and against me...miss the crazy after parties…having influence people with hard work and dedication. Work is going to fill a large portion of our lives...the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work…and the only way to do great work is to love what you do…I haven’t found it yet but as for all matters of our heart...we’ll know once we find it and like any great relationship it only gets better as the years progress…so I have to keep looking…can’t settle…
I got out of Pearson airport around 5…it was cold but still warmer than I thought it would be…images of sunny weather and the beautiful city of Las Vegas still in my head…but reality hits…I can’t say it’s home sweet home…but its back to the grind of everyday life again…
“If you live each day like it’s your last, someday you will most certainly be right.”
永遠第一天
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