An Open Letter To Jiu Jitsu

Dear Jiu Jitsu,

When we first met I never thought I’d like you. You just weren’t my type. You are dirty, you are smelly and just plain mean. To be honest, I thought you were only for dumb meatheads wanting to smash things or Martial Arts dorks who thought they were cool. You’re boring to watch and I get why people make fun of you. Let’s face it, you’re not easy on the eyes.

But you slowly wore me down. And somewhere between all the cranking and tapping you stole my heart. Along with it all my money, time and focus. Now I can’t think of anything else but you. I sit at work all day waiting to see you again. I dream about you while I sleep. I pick out my outfits each time we are together because I want to impress you. You are the reason I shave my legs and trim my nails. My life revolves around you and only you. You have turned me into a love sick teenager. I stalk your every move online. My friends and I talk about you non stop. You are so dreamy and captivating. My heart goes pitter patter and I lose my breath in your grips. You leave me tired, sweaty and always wanting more.

When we are not together my heart feels as thought it has been ripped out. I don’t know what to do with myself. Sometimes you hurt me in ways I never thought I could be hurt. I know you don’t mean to hurt me and I always forgive you. But the pain you cause me is nothing in comparison to the pain I feel when I don’t get to see you. You may not know this, but I count the days until we are united again.

I don’t know what I did with my life before you came into it and now I can’t think about what my life would be without you. You are the reason I wake up in the morning and sleep so soundly at night. Some nights I lay awake and wonder, do you love me too? Do you miss me when I am not there? Do you even notice? I love you Jiu Jitsu from here to eternity.

And not matter how much you hurt me or push me away I am never leaving. NEVER!

Forever devoted,

Your Mat Queen

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