Six of every 168 hours of my life are spent in the dojo during the week. I thank my lucky stars for those six hours where I feel more powerful than my pain and nausea.
Today is a rest day. It's been hard to stay conscious. Such a problem is rare these days because I am one of the lucky people who has insurance and access to better medical care than I have ever had in my life. Even though those three years of struggling the memories catch me off-guard and get me fired up all over again.
Tomorrow is my 8th-kyu test day! I'm pumped! Literally, I've been pumping IV fluids and drinking water all day. I would really like to be conscious for this one.
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