Look At My Face. Does It Look

I Am Vulnerable; That's Why I Fight.

My First Injury Ever Was A Broken Toe, And My Mother Made Me Run Laps Around The Mat For The Rest Of The Night. She Said She Wanted Me To Know That Even If I Was Hurt, I Was Still Fine.

When I Looked At The State Of Women's Mma, What I Saw Was That It Was Missing Rivalries Or Anything Theatrical About It. Everybody Was Trying To Be Miss America, Unwilling To Go Under Any Kind Of Criticism, And Taking The Safe Answers. I Thought I Needed To Do Whatever I Could To Get Attention.

Everyone Wants To Win. But To Truly Succeed - Whether It Is At A Sport Or At Your Job Or In Life - You Have To Be Willing To Do The Hard Work, Overcome The Challenges, And Make The Sacrifices It Takes To Be The Best At What You Do.

Most People Focus On The Wrong Thing; They Focus On The Result, Not The Process. The Process Is The Sacrifice; It's All The Hard Parts - The Sweat, The Pain, The Tears, The Losses. You Make The Sacrifices Anyway. You Learn To Enjoy Them, Or At Least Embrace Them. In The End, It Is The Sacrifices That Must Fulfill You.