Dogmai, Bussaba, Nong Dao, Sailormoon, Janthra, Nong Jan…aka me…Thai names

Those are all my Thai names I have been given since I have been living and fighting in Thailand…

Bussaba means crazy woman, Dogmai means flower, Nong dao means young star, Sailormoon (Selamoon) it’s the carachter of a famous cartoon and Janthra neans Moon.
My first good teacher Ajarn Dang Tiger Muay thai gave me the names Bussaba and Dogmai about three years ago.
At Keatkhamtorn gym i was Dao, or Nongdao, My ajarn, ajarn Lai gave me that name.
I really miss Ajarn Lai, I really hope he didn’t quit teaching completely like he said he was going to do.
He used to train me the same as the Thai fighters and he wanted my technique to be perfect.
He wanted me to repeat my left kick 50, 100 times on the bag until it got perfect.
Perfection comes from repetition and hard work.
Every gym as a different training routine but I ahve to say that Keatkhamtorn gym and Sitsongpeenong gym in Bangkok are the hardest training gyms I have ever been to.. Both good in different ways.
In my brief return period at Tiger Mauy thai I became Selamoon again.
Janthra is the name that Saengtiannoi Sor Rungroj gave me.
I like it and it’s the name that reflects me the most.
The Moon has a powerful hidden force and is dark and bright at the same time.
I have decided that i will keep ‘Janthra’ ‘Moon’ as my fight name forever….
My new ajarn  calls me Janthra as well. I like him . he is a great and caring teacher.
I am working with him to perfect my overall fimeu style technique as well as many effective elbows and inside clinching and throws techniques.
Muay thai has been for me and still is a never stop learning experience, as well as a learning of the self, a journey to self discovery and improvement and a path to enlightment.
I found this poem written on my room brick wall in NYC apartment, and it is one of the things that inspired me to take this journey…
Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.
1. The Road Not Taken
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same, 10
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back. 15
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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