I am always a competitor and my wife and son have never seen me wrestle.

You get hit by one of those right hands or an uppercut or a left hook by Mark Hunt, then you know that **** is on and that cage is locked, and there's nowhere to go.

I spar with 18-year-old kids that try to kick my ass all the time. As far as going in and doing a wrestling match, I think that pales in comparison, but it's a totally different thing. It's completely different. You have to condition your body.

My foray into the wrestling world is well documented in that I have stated many a time that I am not the kid that grows up and aspires to put wrestling trunks and wrestling boots on and get in the ring and flies around to entertain people.

I'm also a devoted father, and you see that side of me at the same time.

I think it's widely known at this stage that I am willing to put past differences aside and make some money and do the right thing for the fans. If it happens, it happens. It's all good. If it doesn't, I truly am not going to miss a beat of my life.

You wrestle one night, get up the next morning and fly out to the next city. You try to work out, you try to get some food into you and, lo and behold, you have to go work again. You are living out of a suitcase.