Running into people
Like I said, a buncha people from my past have been making a reappearance in my life, in a manner of speaking – either they actually have or I thought about them, which I’d probably not done in a while.
First is someone I’ll call the Cellini Coach whom I last saw out in California.
I call him Cellini because, like him and Jason Everman, he’s insanely successful in some seriously disparate fields:
- He sold a buncha companies to Google and Facebook – you’ve absolutely used his stuff if you’ve been on either of them – and might be a billionaire. I’m not sure.
- He’s also a ridonk fighter – fourth degree black belt in BJJ from Gracie Barra, great boxer, and trained shooter and wrestler – and is kinda my private coach on certain things (see below).
- He’s also getting his master’s degree in philosophy a Oxford.
Despite alla this, though, he’s a pretty quiet and down-to-earth kinda guy.
Him: Don’t put up a picture of me.
Me: It’s ironic that a fella that helped invent the internet doesn’t wanna be on it.
Plus, even though he’s a super busy and successful guy, he’ll still take the time out to answer questions that I’ve got regarding certain aspects of fighting which I always appreciate.
Like most kindnesses I get, it’s a kindness that is neither expected nor warranted.
Below is him acting as my coach, which he totally doesn’t need to do, and yet he does.
We met up just this past week a mutual friend’s physical therapy joint – Recalibrate PT, which is probably one of the best PT spaces in the city IMHO.
There, Cellini he took two hours outta his super busy schedule to give me a private lesson to help me fix a buncha issues I’ve been having with my game.
I also ran into a whole raft of friends while there that I’d not seen in ages, including my buddy Sawyer – who was training with my friend Cotton (whom I also recommend if you’re looking for a personal trainer).
Me: Dude, we loved Masters of the Air, whatever happened to your character (Lt. Roy Frank Claytor)?
Sawyer: In the show, he just disappeared but in real life, he survived WWII and fought in the Korean and Vietnam Wars, which he also survived.
On a somewhat related note, I recently had a phone call with someone whom I was unkind to ages ago.
He said I never apologized to him for being unkind to him, but he seems to have forgotten that he wouldn’t let me apologize to him.
Still, I suppose that’s really neither here nor there; I could have apologized again but chose not to again.
In any case, I figured that, since I was the one originally in the wrong, I’d just go ahead and apologize again to him, again and did that.
I’m hoping he took it to heart just because I would hate for anyone to suffer because of something I did, but that’s really his decision to make and not mine.
I suppose we all do unkind things as much as we do kind ones and, when we do unkind things, we should try to fix things when given an opportunity to do so.
This actually reminds me of something else entirely, but I’ll tell you about that later.
Location: my freezing pad
Mood: possibly sick with a broken toe
Music: I thought it was just another fight (Spotify)
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