I keep my training sharp, repeat each move until the muscle remembers it, and never let pride get in the way of technique. Discipline means showing up for the work, even when the body aches, and knowing every strike has a purpose beyond the fight.

Sparring is a brutal test; it forces me to read a opponent’s rhythm and cut the pattern. I’ve done it, but I only spar when the lesson demands it, not for the sake of it. Adaptation comes after the bones are broken, not before.