He showed up to my jiu-jitsu class for the first time about a month ago.  He’d always refused to roll with me because of my size.  I laughed when he made jokes about breaking me in half if he wrestled with me.  The other guys in the class told him he absolutely had nothing to worry about.  He laughed himself and said that he wouldn’t let me win the way they do.  I smiled at the exchange of looks among the guys who knew me.  Then they told him to go ahead and keep thinking that.  Because they knew that I used the benefits of jiu-jitsu well to my advantage and no one ever “let me win.”

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