I would like to ask all my church-going friends and battle buddies to pray for me because I am truly about to punch somebody in the face. It is like nobody wants me to a peaceful, calm individual. Every time I mellow out and relax a little bit, start to feel comfortable, someone does or says something to get me irritated all over again. And the sad part was that today was a good day at the end of a string of good days. Me and my battle buddies are out, having a good time, going for a nice little jog, having a friendly challenge. I have been improving my run time consistently. I feel like I have lost a little weight (even though the scale don’t say so). Generally, it has been peaceful. I still can’t wait to get on the first plane back home to America, but my usual angst-anger-bitchiness has been at an all-time low this week. So why do these people persist? Why, God? I don’t question you but help me understand because I am just confused right now.
Like the minute I walk in the door, someone passed on some information to me that was just so patently ridiculous that I hardly even knew how to respond. And it is one of those things that you cannot react to because it will only cause more trouble. I am almost certain as to the source of this foolishness, but if I try to address the situation it can be easily turned around to make me look like the asshole. I am just so fed up. I have been trying so hard to do the right thing. I don’t want to make trouble for myself or my team. I realise I have probably messed up a lot of things and burnt some bridges that can never be amended. All I can do is try ride out the rest of this debacle without any further incident. BUT PEOPLE JUST PERSIST. I swear, you think I am just talking. I am dead serious. I took boxing for two years. I may not be Laila Ali, but if I catch you at the right moment, I got a mean-ass right hook. JUST FOR YOU.