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The Champ

I remember  
missing weight,
after  
self starvation.  I
 
Had to run  
the track  
high  
about the coliseum: Teammates saluting me.
 
Bundled  
up
like  
Rocky Balboa in a training montage.
 
Made the  
weight
only  
to meet
 
A muscle bound gargantuan on the mat.
 
I won.
 
_____________________________
 
I was thinking about some of the crazy things I have done...
 
Like fasting for 3 days...
 
Or...
 
Walking a marathon/just because...
 
Or...
 
Other facets...
 
However...
 
I was always like that with everything...
 
Always took it to the extremes...
 
I was thinking about how I used to cut weight for boxing and wrestling...
 
I always looked at those activities as magical operations...
 
I got into the occult at an early age...
 
I never once missed weight...
 
They passed a law at that time that you  
couldn't go below 5% body fat...
 
I definitely pushed the boundaries...
 
I remember I would do practice, then  
come home jump rope with layers on...
 
Pouring fucking sweat...
 
I know its crazy...
 
My wrestling coach, a graduate of the Air Force Academy...
 
He told us about how he would be at the HS dances,
in the corner, with layers on, doing take down drills...
 
That shit is hilarious...
 
I never went that far...
 
I sort of always kept my operations covert in nature...
 
I never even wore a letterman jacket...
 
But yes...
 
Now my insanity is channeled into my art...
 
Which is way crazy...
 
Written by Cipher_O (WarlordoftheWrittenWord)
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