FIX YOUR FACE!!!

Anyone that has ever hear me coach has heard me yelling this.
Your face. Your breathing. Your thoughts. In that order. You can't fight for shit if your thoughts are haywire. You can't think if your breathing is crazy. You can't even begin the idea of controlling ANYTHING if you can't even control your face. The muscles that make facial expressions don't help you breathe or concentrate. That's a CHOICE. You're CHOOSING to make that face. Maybe it's a vent cause everything feels horrible. And we gotta fix that. Because it shouldn't be horrible. You shouldn't be past your limit. We train to increase your limit so you can be comfortable in the process. You shouldn't need a vent.
Even when it does suck.....
You can't fucking vent.
It's a fucking disease. An addiction.
Every time you reach for that fucking blankey to make it feel better, you're strengthening that choice. And that brings us to the next even worse reason you do it.
HABIT.
Making a fucking whingey baby pout face has just become a fucking habit. You literally aren't even aware you are doing it. Hell.... You aren't really even suffering to the point it's leaking out. It's just a habit to act fucking weak. And that makes me want to vomit when I see it.
Your face is not connected to any of that! I can't stimulate ANY point on a cadaver below the neck and make it make that fucking face. It IS NOT necessary. It is a choice. Don't let that choice happen. And for fuck sake don't make that choice so much you give it permission to happen without your consent.
Fix your face.
It all starts there.
If you don't have THAT you don't have anything.
Give it the attention it deserves.
Face. Then.... Breathing. Then Thoughts.
We can tackle the rest later.
But for now.....
Fix your fucking face.