Hi! My name is Allison and I am a slightly overweight, super awkward, extremely shy, 36-year-old, professional scrapbooker by day, married, mother of two boys who one day decided to just go for it. To say fuck it and take up the so called gentle art of rolling around on the ground with people in attempts to get each other to tap.
I am currently a BJJ,
one-stripe two-stripe white belt that trains at Springfield Fight Club in Springfield, MO along with my husband of 12 years, Mike, and our two sons, Drew and Jackson.
Because the family that BJJs together…
I can’t think of one of those clever little sayings like, “The family that plays together, stays together.” or “The family that kicks together, sticks together.”
The family that BJJs together, B-stay-stays together?
My husband and I both have always had a deep interest in MMA and spent a huge chunk of our free time watching fights. One day we decided to upgrade from couch badasses and level up to legit badasses that can put the whoopin’ on. Without a clue of what to look for in a school/gym we walked right into a super flashy McDojo and wasted almost three years of our lives learning bullshit dance moves. We also became the proud parents of a savage 10-year-old black belt that can break a board and lightly kick someone.
Talk about security. He could easy-contact, point-spar those bullies away like a boss.
For many reasons (I’ll spare you the details at this moment), we finally grew the balls and walked out of the pretend martial arts
dance studio dojo and walked into a real fight gym.
Just a sec.
I hope I didn’t make it weird there with the balls comment. I do want to clarify that I don’t have balls, nor did I literally grow them. Unless you are an uptight prude who doesn’t know how to have a good time, balls is a fantastically fun way to say courage. I am still a girl. With only courage-balls.
Glad we cleared that up.
Now me and my little BJJ family spend almost every day of the week getting our asses handed to us while being smashed and submitted by the best in the area. And, we love it. I keep saying that my only regret is that we didn’t start sooner.
So, why I decided to start this blog? Well…I’m a big nerd for documenting my life. I really wasn’t lying about the professional scrapbooker part. I help operate one of the largest scrapbook stores in the world with my mom, aunt, and sister. I’ve worked with the big guns in the industry eventually scoring a contract with the biggest magazine and traveling around the country to teach at conventions for them. I quit working for those yahoos when we became one of the big guns ourselves and starting publishing our own books.
Don’t laugh. Scrapbooking has evolved past what you probably picture in your head. And, if you give me shit about it I’ll cut you with my scallop edge scissors.
It’s part of my daily job to document life. I’ve grown to realize over the last few years, as a mom especially, that our lives go by way too quickly. Our kids will be grown before we know it, and it’s so easy to forget so much of that journey. I’ve always captured those moments with both my camera and my words. I love going back and reminiscing about where we used to be and how far we have come.
Of course I had to apply this approach to my BJJ journey. I made the decision pretty early on to document my experiences, my challenges, my victories, and everything in between.
Some days I am a complete mess trying to navigate through the muck that my inner critic causes. She’s an asshole, to put it nicely. But, no matter what challenges I face my core goal is to become the best person I can possibly be. I have no doubts that BJJ is going to be the best vehicle for driving me towards that goal.