First night of Muay Thai training. Yep. I’m taking this shit up.

I always had an interest in self-defence or a disciplined form of fighting, but never got to it until today.

Real training starts in a couple of hours and I can’t sleep. I am sharing a room with two white dudes who are pro-fighters who I just met. The mosquitos are everywhere. The entire trip to finding this place was nerve-wrecking.

It’s 5am and I never felt more alive.

It’s all about the camaraderie. I already foresee I will be bonding with the people here, who have been nothing but accommodating so far.

So fuck mosquitos, anxiety and your tiny uncomfortable shit. They don’t matter. It’s all about the camaraderie which you will take with you forever.

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