Mitrevski Martial Arts Academy

Discipline is a skill that you learn.
It is a skill based on the words Yes and No.

The Power of "No": This is the defensive side of discipline. It is the ability to reject immediate gratification, distraction, or comfort in favor of your long-term goals. It is the boundary you set against the world (and your own brain) to protect your focus and your time.

The Power of "Yes": This is the offensive side of discipline. It is the act of committing to the work even when you don't feel like doing it. It is the "yes" you say to the uncomfortable, the boring, or the difficult tasks that are necessary for progress.

**kyourfeelings

Congratulations to these boys on their stripe promotions this morning
Hector 1st stripe
Jason 4th stripe
Colton 3rd stripe

Congratulations to Zane on his 3rd stripe and Owen on his 2nd stripe

I can still run, I can still walk...until the day I can't .

Congratulations to Jason and Harrison on their 3rd stripe promotions tonight

Yesterday, I stepped into the arena at the Ultra-Trail Australia (UTA) 100-miler in the Blue Mountains. 160km of the most brutal, prestige endurance running this country has to offer.
It didn’t end the way I wanted. I DNF’d at the 91km checkpoint.
The descents absolutely destroyed my big toes. The pounding on the steep drops turned every single step into intense, blinding pain. I spent hours trying to find a way to step, to navigate the impact, to just keep moving forward. I clawed back time on the flats and the uphills, but as soon as the trail dropped, the clock just chewed me up. At 91km, staring down another massive descent and knowing I wouldn't make the next cutoff, I had to make the call to pull the pin.
Unless you’ve stood on that course, it is impossible to explain the sheer brutality. Almost vertical ascents, technical rock climbing, thousands of stairs, running on exposed cliff edges, and navigation in fog so thick I could only see my own feet. Slipping, sliding, deep mud, and doing it completely solo without a crew or pacers. By the time I stopped, I was on 30 hours of zero sleep.
For someone who values commitment, consistency, and work ethic above all else, this is a bitter, hard pill to swallow. It has taken 6 years of relentless, daily discipline to build myself up to this level.
One of the hardest things for me to do in life is to stop. But the only way to truly find out who you are is to put yourself in high-risk environments where failure is a real option. I went out there, I gave it everything I had, and I tested my limits.
A massive thank you to my coach, Andrew Read. He is the one person who truly knows the sheer volume of work and suffering I’ve put in to get here. I appreciate you, mate.
To everyone who crossed that finish line: you have my ultimate respect. An incredible achievement.
As for me—those who know me know how serious I take my goals. This isn't the end, it’s just a reset. I’m taking a short break to let the body heal and recover, but the training doesn't stop. I’ve learned an immense amount from this weekend. Failure is humbling, it's brutal, but it’s the best teacher we have.

Yep!
There's levels, and I'm moving up a notch.
I've worked my ass off to even get to enter this.