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There is nothing else in the world that can give you the feeling you get from stepping in a ring. Your heart races & makes your feet, hands & head move around uncontrollably. You breathe harder & run all you've trained for through your head as you get your hands rapped. As I walk toward the ring a wave of heat shoots through my body, my hands start to feel heavy, I shake it off. I start to get really pissed as I see the ring wondering why this woman can even think she has a chance. What an idiot she is for even training 4 this fight. I step in, I look around the ring while they remove my robe. I see lots of normal people sitting just looking at me. I know some of them think I'm insane, a warrior, some can't imagine being in my position. I don't give a shit, I just hope they want me to lose. I listen to the words of the job that needs to be done. I let flashes of nagative things I've done & things that I went through go through my head over & over, then I think of her. I clentch my teeth, I show them with anger as I breathe more rapidly. Spit flies out through the small cracks of my teeth. I feel something over taking me, aching to come out of me. I want to explode with rage, I hit myself in the face, clentch my teeth, bounce around, jab, move about the ring & grunt. I'm an animal now & I'm going to demalish her. Poor woman has no idea the fury she has released. She will never forget my face & the shame she will carry with her after this moment is over.