OK so my white collar boxing fight is 12 days away. That gives me 11 days left to train, panic, practice, panic, swat up on YouTube tutorials, panic and promptly forget it all as soon as I get in the ring.
Alright, maybe I won’t forget it all, but what if I do?
I’ve been totally obsessed with boxing since coming back from honeymoon, and it’s been great. I proper LOVE it.* It’s such hard work, there’s so much to think about, so much to learn, and if you get it wrong you get punched in the head – which kind of makes a pretty good incentive to try and get it right!
|Wise words adorn the walls of the gym…|
I turn up to each session determined to do well and work hard and every time I leave drenched in sweat, knackered, basking in equal amounts of excitement/terror at what lies ahead – it’s the marathon all over again. Venturing into the unknown. Pushing my limits. Testing myself. Learning. And sometimes getting it wrong.
Can I actually do this? Will I remember to move my head? What if I can’t throw the combinations quick enough? Why can’t I remember the combinations when it counts?
How long does it take to reset a broken nose? Will I cry if I lose?
One plus side is that this is not gonna take me five hours to complete like the marathon did – just six minutes. Well, six minutes plus the minute breaks in between each two-minute round and the build up before, so it’ll probably all be done in 10-15minutes, which is actually quite comforting. Sort of.
|Mastering technique at Stables Boxing Gym|
As well as the pre-prescribed two sessions per week I’ve joined Stables Boxing Gym for the month (don’t tell my other gym I’m cheating on it) so I can go to the other boxing and circuits classes. In addition to those I’m also having PT sessions with amateur boxing don Mark West, who’s been putting me through my paces and getting me moving my bloody head!!
As well as practicing slipping punches and moving my head out the way instead of presenting it to my opponent on a plate, Mark’s got me working on my combinations. Fast, hard, controlled combinations. Get in – go to work – get out.
Simple. In theory. I’m fine on the pads but it’s a different story in the ring. I *am* getting better though, I just need to believe in myself.
Either way time is running out and there’s nothing I can do to stop that, I just have to make sure I’m as ready as I can be for the fight. I love a tight deadline, it really gets the heart pumping 🙂
I’m terrified but so, so excited to get in there and see what I can do. I’m *pretty* sure I’ll come away with my fair share of bumps and bruises, but also the biggest dose of endorphins EVER.
I’ve still got some tickets left if anyone wants to come and watch, hit me up on Twitter or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org if you want some (£20pp).
If you want to support me please donate to Cancer Research via my JustGiving page or text TAGN88 with the amount (£1, £2, £5, £10 etc.) to 70070. Thanks!
Any boxing pros/regulars/amateurs out there got any tips for me please do share – I need all the help I can get right now!!
*I’m fully aware that using the word ‘proper’ in this way is grammatically incorrect but I’m doing it anyway.