Part 2 - Good place to be
Last night will be the last class I take at my regular school before the tournament on Saturday. I foolishly decided to do a work thing on Wednesday (ok, not that foolish. A co-worker wanted me to attend some sort of military networking event; I do like to go to military related events and I do like and respect the co-worker and that’s why I said yes. Still, the timing of this event as it relates to the tournament and me losing weight to get where I want t o get to is just laughably bad) and this bumps my normal schedule of having to go to class at Denver on Thursday instead of at Charlotte on Wednesday. Never mind I just constructed the worst sentence ever made and stay with me. I talked with my instructor, Steve, and told him I wouldn’t be in for the rest of the week and that the tourney was Saturday. He basically said, do what I know and nothing else. My game is on top. Stay on top. If I get put on bottom? Get back on top. That is enough for me to win. I told him that I had a p