kensei posted:

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V: Fooking If Conor is booked against Khabib we'll never ever see either of them fight in the Octagon again.

Gay Horney posted:

Imagine getting a title shot you objectively don't deserve with the potential, should you win that title shot, of securing the single most lucrative fight in combats sports, and then missing weight for that title shot.

Lol

kimbo305 posted:

I've done it twice for amateur tournaments. My experience is not broadly applicable, obviously, but here goes.

I was fighting at 187, and the weigh in was 4pm the day before. Fights were in the morning, so not quite the full day or 36 hours that you now could conceivably get as a pro.

First time, I ate very little the last 2 days, cut sodium, and flew to the venue at about 192 the night before. Didn't drink water the morning of the weigh-in, left the AC off in the Texas heat driving to the airport and waiting for my coach to land. Hit 187 just from sweating. Felt sore and wrung out in my first fight, worse than at any point in training camp.

2nd time, I wanted to eat more leading up and cut more water weight. Flew in at 196 night before; woke up 194, got to about 192 before getting in the tub. If you've watched TUF, you knew the recipe -- hot water, epsom salt, green rubbing alcohol.

First session is 20min. I'm already thirsty when I get in, and I feel my body recoil in protest at water being pumped out of my skin against its will. It's hot, I'm parched, but I still have to keep force sweating it out. Time's up. Get out, 190 or so. Hmm, less than I was hoping for. Towel off. Stand on the balcony of the hotel and dry out.
2nd session is 15min. I'm trying to read Kindle on my phone, with the timer going. Got the ice bag on my head. I try to read a few minutes at a time, but the intense heat and exertion of... just fighting the osmosis is really hard on my mind. I stop reading the Kindle and just concentrate on not giving up.
I check the clock frequently. I look at the clock 7 times in the last minue of the session, hoping each time that it'll be over.
Towel off, dry out, check weight. 188. The one thing in the world I didn't want is happening -- I'm going back in.

3rd session.
I don't want to take any chances and get out heavy again. It's just too big of a toll psychologically. I'd much rather come out light than do another session.
The ice in the ice bag is melted and not keeping my head cool. My body is drying up and not sweating as much -- can't tell if that's real or just my perception. Either way, I'm burning up in the water. My heartbeat throbs through my neck, beating fast to compensate for the dehydration. I'm looking at my phone but incapable of thinking. My vision darkens a little bit at times. I prepare to flop out of the tub if it blacks out too far. I don't know how far is too far, though, because I want to make weight, and I have an irrational dedication to that goal.
My teammate calls from the room and asks if I'm doing ok. I grunt.
Finally, my time is up. I don't want to rush anything so I just raise my chest and knees out of the water. The relief is like nothing else.
I try to slowly stand up to get out of the tub. I of course immediately get light-headed. I sit down hard on the toilet to recover. It takes me another 30s of waiting and cooling off before I get up to towel off. Dry out. Creep onto the scale. 186.4. Ok. Done. Don't care that I let down General Ripper and gave up an extra half pound of water.

Now we trudge over to the official weigh-in and hope there's not a huge line (there is). End up weighing 186.2 on the official scale.
But my mind has long since forgotten about the bath and moved onto the fight.

Bundt Cake posted:

^^^dad mark coleman was still pretty good


With short arms

MysteryNad posted:

I.N.R.I posted:

ill be amazed if he looks good. hes coming from a very high place so it might be possible, i just personally doubt it. if theres a sport it can be done in though its fighting