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Beech continued training, almost exclusively with men nearly twice her size. Her style is predicated on defense, a consequence of spending countless rounds in survival mode. No one wanted to get tapped by the petite blonde so no one went easy on her.
“Train or cry. Which one do you wanna do? Sometimes it’s both.”
She earned her black belt but had never competed. She felt like she needed that experience to validate her rank.