30 New Things: UFC
The time frame for my 30 New Things is dwindling, but I was able to add several things to the list over the holidays. After Christmas, GC and I went to Las Vegas with my brother and his girlfriend. I’ve been twice in the last year or so (first for Blue Grilled Cheese’s 30th birthday and again for my generation family reunion), so that wasn’t new. But going to Las Vegas to attend an Ultimate Fighting Championship (UFC) fight is new. GC and I have been to several small mixed martial arts shows, but even those couldn’t prepare me for the Big Show. It was so awesome that all other sporting events pale in comparison.
During the two co-main events, I curled my hands into fists, tensed every muscle in my body and sat on the edge of my seat, leaning forward to shout ("oh!" or "yah!") because I was incapable of stringing together multiple syllables. GC said I clapped so hard that I hurt his ears. It was amazing, a thousand times more exciting than watching at home. After the fights were over, my whole body was shaking from sitting tensed up for almost a half hour. I had to grip the railing to make it down from my seat, my legs were so rubbery. But still I had so much nervous energy that I felt like sprinting around the arena just to calm down a bit. We went for a late dinner and I was too excited to eat much, which was a shame because my food was really good.
I think sitting down watching a UFC fight live is an excellent cardio workout. I wish I had worn my heart-rate monitor, to see if my heart was racing as fast as it seemed to be. Ah, my heart is racing now just thinking about it. I've got to go shower; I'm getting too sweaty.