Why So Happy? How a Vegas Trip Changed My Outlook

Alright, I have a confession. I had a difficult time the first two months following my son’s birth. I was rushing to release 25 Perfect Days, tightening up Try Not to Die, and considering massive changes to Ain’t No Messiah. There was also the anxiety of having a booth at the UFC Fan Expo and beginning Unlocking the Cage at Syndicate MMA after a 4 month layoff, the last two months of which I did nearly zero physical activity. I wasn’t sleeping much and my previous free time was now filled with screaming. I lost focus and struggled a bit and can’t deny I was not my usual happy self.

I was in love with this cute little dude, but I wasn’t appreciating him nearly as much as I should have. Sorry Jake for when you read this in 20 years, but I have to admit I was looking forward to a few quiet nights in Vegas.

When I returned from my week in Vegas, it was obvious to everyone that I was in a much better place. What was it that knocked me into this new mood?

I love to gamble and got in some Blackjack, but I didn’t win so I’m guessing that’s not why I came home happy.

I tore the cartilage in my ribs so I’m pretty sure that wasn’t it either.

The Expo was disappointing due it being too loud to have good conversations, but it was fun meeting new people and seeing positive reactions to the project and t-shirts. Still, definitely not enough to make a difference in my attitude.

Positive reviews for 25 Perfect Days began trickling in which is always nice and the filming of its first story went very well. Good stuff, but nothing great.

Maurice Jackson introducing me to his foot.

A big part of the shift probably has a lot to do with exercising again, pushing myself way out of my comfort zone. It felt great to get the blood flowing and get punched in the face a few times. It made me feel more alive and helped me get rid of the guilt and anxiety of being a couch potato. The benefits of exercise are countless and I came back motivated to start doing more.

The interviews were probably one of the biggest pluses from the trip, something that always leaves me inspired. I talk with incredible men and women that open up their lives so I can try to understand who they are and why they fight. How can I not be moved by that? People that are pursuing their passion, doing what they love no matter the sacrifice. And please don’t think these are unintelligent brutes that have no other options, that couldn’t be further from the truth.

Part of it could be nearly getting knocked out by Maurice Jackson on the last day before my long drive home. Nothing like seeing stars to make you realize what’s important.

I think it was a little of each of these things combined with me getting my head straight and no longer worrying about all the things I couldn’t control. I got rid of the unnecessary pressure I place on myself about projects and when they’ll be complete. I’m going to enjoy whatever stage of writing or research I find myself in and focus on my family. They’re the biggest reason I’m happy. They’re what’s important in this life.

Thanks to Britney with Tucker Images for the great photo.