Facing the Truth
This is one of the greatest aspects of combat sports. It shows you exactly who you are.
The self styled tough guy, who benches 380, finds himself confused as a teenager, who can’t even lift 100 pounds, taps him over and over again. He quits, because in his world, that isn’t how things are supposed to go.
Someone half his weight wrapped their arm around his neck and choked the life out of him. He had two options, tap, thereby admitting defeat, or go to sleep. Either way, he lost. He didn’t like that. Didn’t like to feel helpless. Sorry bro, that’s reality, but guess what, it’s not bad. Just try again, and again and again until you’re good enough.
At that point, they realize how much they don’t know. The veil is lifted and the they realize how daunting it is to get better. They grasp the sheer amount of time, effort, and (most importantly) amount of losses required to get good enough to simply survive against a season white belt. That’s when they quit.
It’s an ego thing. It’s saying, my ego is more important than reality.

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