I don’t really like to fight. I hate it and I feel like I’ve spent way too much time doing it over the course of the last several years, mostly with my ex-husband.
But some fighting is fun to watch. I’m talking about the stuff people pay to watch on TV or in a ring, the stuff they place big bucks bets on.
A few months ago, I watched a few women take each other on, one of whom weighed about the same as me, the other a champion UFC fighter. It looked painful, there was blood, but for some reason I could not take my eyes off it. I thought, “I can do that!” and then I learned what I would have to do to train and I thought, “Nah! I’ll just run marathons, much easier!” Seriously. Plus, I need to protect my brain, duh.
Recently, the same champion took her 5th UFC title. This time in record time, 14 seconds to be exact. 14 seconds and now Ronda Rousey is a name more people know. I hope so anyway, because this young woman is a serious athlete. Trouble is, someone said the ring girls make more money than her. So the Badger feminist in me felt flames shoot out the ears. Freaking ring girls? Anyone can go under anesthesia and get a boob job. Not anyone can be a professional martial artist and do what she did.
Here are the things I cannot do in 14 seconds:
- Pee
- Stop at a stop sign
- Pour a glass of water
- Wake up my daughter
- Brush my teeth
- Walk up my stairs
- Put on a bra
So why doesn’t someone find a way to pay her more? I wish I could, Ronda, but I can’t afford to help. In the meantime, I’ll just be timing myself running upstairs and going to the bathroom, I bet I’m a little faster today. I’m late to get the kids and I get dirty looks from the crossing guard when I blow through the stop sign.
Seize the Day with Sarah 