With my upcoming fight at UFC 83 (I’m on the under-under card) I’m frantically trying to make weight. It’s been a tough slog — saunas, marathons, hookers…but it looks like I might beat the damn scales.
I’ve lost an inch on my waistline. That’s good because the UFC gives bonuses for fighters who aren’t jello. An inch off the waistline, and a notch off the belt (not to be confused with the notches on my bed posts).
I’m hoping if I put on a really good show for the fans on Saturday night at the Bell Centre, that I might be promoted on an upcoming card — something like ‘semi-jello fighters attack’ or something cool sounding like that.
Only three more sleeps until GSP!