If you’ve been around me in the moments before I walk out to fight, it is quite likely you have heard me mumble to myself ‘this is your office, go to work’. Understandably, you’d probably come to the conclusion that I am a little bit crazy and would avoid being in my near proximity from that moment on.
Of course, a Judo mat is not an office.
However, there are several parallels in my mind:
I relate to the office analogy because when I break down the amount of hours I have spent refining my game, I can be calm – regardless of whom I am fighting. I am calm because I see my opponent as a work problem __ not as a finely tuned athlete willing and able to tear me apart limb from limb.
Figuring out how I am going to throw, pin, choke or arm lock this individual is to me the same as an accountant filing someone’s tax return forms or a marketing manager developing a strategy to become the dominant player in a market.
I am quite comfortable in the knowledge that to most I am that office nerd. The guy who comes in early, stays back late, asks the boss a million and one questions. Because, once my opponents bow on to face me in a contest then they are stepping in to MY OFFICE, I WILL do my job and I am bucking for a promotion.
Here end the ramblings of a crazy Judoka.