Although I got my butt whooped in Vegas I’m grateful to have learned a few things:
1. Kbbq (in Vegas and Los Angeles) which used to be run by Koreans and catered to Korean families (occasionally with their daughters’s western boyfriends), are now run by Mexicans and serve mainly western gym rats after heavy lifting. That unlimited high protein, medium vegetable, low carb meal with fermented sides found in traditional Korean fine cuisine is apparently what researchers, dietitians, athletes and psychiatrists all are coming to agree upon as the ideal meal for a person’s whole wellbeing.
2. Tournaments have inflection points, minefields, reversions out of minefield and etc. I must mentally switch my game ahead of the stages. Hoping to take down the blinds during minefield stage is a terrible agenda. Winning allins are the goal. Later, taking small pots become the agenda again and later knocking out players is the goal again. Or something like that. Whatever stages a tournament goes through, it’s vital to be a step ahead not reacting a step behind. I must do pregame visualization, analysis and contemplation in a dark room the night before to implement my peak performance.
3. I’m mostly an adrenaline junkie playing for the instant rush of immediate wins. I’m impulsive, lazy and entitled. And those qualities have set me back repeatedly over recent years. I need to have a romance with calmness. Feeling absolutely nothing in any given moment must be my favorite hobby and my favorite high. Truly believing there’s nothing important happening while important stuff is happening right in front of me will be the secret to my success. Peace and calm are better than any drugs out there
4. I suck at poker often so I have to try harder to be stronger, smarter, prepared and ultimately more determined. Passion, dedication, preparation, discipline love and work ethic must be combined for me to succeed. Otherwise - I’ll continue being the fish I am. Bankroll 3800