Train Smarter, Fight Stronger:
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The purple belt's advice crystalized something important:
Spend 80% of your time training with =s and -s, and 20% with +s.
Why?
Because:
If you skew too heavily toward +s, you become durable but passive.
If you skew too heavily toward -s, you become overconfident but brittle.
And if you only train with =s, you risk plateauing without real growth.
The magic happens when you deliberately balance it.
80% active learning (leading and feeling)
20% passive learning (absorbing and surviving)
This isn’t just about Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.
It’s about life.
Ask yourself:
If so, you’re trapped in the + mentality.
You’re stuck in passive survival mode.
And survival alone won't make you a warrior, a leader, or a badass.
To truly grow, you must take action — not just react to others.
You must lead, guide, and impose your will on reality with skill and sensitivity.
You must train all parts of yourself: defense, offense, sensitivity.
Otherwise, life will roll over you like a black belt sweeping a lazy white belt.
Here’s how you can start applying this principle today, both on and off the mat:
This deliberate mix creates a powerful loop:
Survive → Lead → Feel → Survive again, stronger.
Over time, you won't just survive anymore.
You’ll thrive.
That night after my conversation with the purple belt, I sat on my bike outside the gym, exhausted.
I thought about all the years where I played myself small and I spent just "surviving" — not just in BJJ but in life.
Growing up smaller than most kids, barely scraping by in high school, working brutal construction jobs — surviving became second nature.
Endure the day.
Endure the bullies.
Endure the work.
And in many ways, that toughness served me.
But somewhere along the way, survival became my default.
Not leading. Not creating. Just enduring.
Sitting there in the dim parking lot light, I realized something:
If all you do is survive, you're not living — you're just waiting.
Waiting for someone to save you.
Waiting for someone to give you a break.
Waiting for life to finally get easier.
But it never does.
It’s not supposed to.
Life rewards those who take action.
Life favors those who impose their will with grace and strength.
Life honors those who can both endure and lead.
The next day, I changed my approach.
I started rolling more with the white belts and blue belts.
I started looking for moments to attack, not just survive.
I started practicing leadership, not just endurance.
And something wild happened.
I got better.
Fast.
Not just technically.
But mentally.
I started trusting myself more.
I started seeing windows of opportunity I never noticed before.
I started living more boldly, both on and off the mat.
And that’s what I want for you too.
You’re not here just to survive.
You’re here to live.
To lead.
To build something out of the raw material of your life.
So here's your action for today:
Audit your life using the +, -, = model.
Then make a shift:
Spend 80% of your time building, creating, and leading.
Spend 20% of your time enduring, learning, and absorbing.
Flip the script.
Use your training partners — and your life experiences — wisely.
Because at the end of the day, the world doesn't belong to the survivors.
It belongs to the ones who survive and lead.
It belongs to the warriors.
It belongs to the leaders.
It belongs to the badasses.
Time to put it on the mat.
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