Dear Doofus, If you continue to drop your right hand like that when you throw your jab, you will continue to eat left hooks. You look like you enjoy eating a lot, but we’re just sayin’. Maybe you could keep that right up there and remember to slip and roll and put some punches together [...]
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Found a boxing gym! I think. Pretty sure. But hell – I actually don’t care if it’s not the perfect place, it’s good enough for now. It’s a bit of a drive, but I can make it, I’ll just have to be a bit more organized with my time this semester. (commence inner derisive cackling) [...]
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Lord jeheezieshizzle. I’ve re-started my quest for a boxing gym here in Austin, and it ain’t goin’ well, my people. Seems like any middle-aged white dude who once wore gloves can set up shop and call himself a trainer. Yeesh. The things I have seen, lord, lord. And then I also wonder if Teacher J. [...]
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…having no flow is a good thing. There was a boxing gym that I was planning to join, as soon as money matters had sorted themselves, and then I got on the internet today, and, lo! They have vanished! With their current membership’s money and nary a bye-bye note! WTF?? And thank god I didn’t [...]
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Another thing I love about boxing: it is the ultimate test of whether you are alive to the moment. There’s no berating or congratulating yourself on what has just occurred, there’s not really much planning about what you’ll do next, it’s just you and your instincts and reflexes, staying alert to what is happening now. [...]
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Happy May Day! Mother May You? Yes, You May! Go on ahead and do your thang, now. Grammy is like deep-fried leftovers today, her former crispiness reduced to spongy beige wrinkles. Plus I keep thinking it’s already the weekend, which it most emphatically is not. But in my spongy yet frangible state, there are still, [...]
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Okay. I have these little rolls at my waist. I am not being self-deprecating, nor do I have body dysmorphic disorder – at least no more so than most women – but here’s the thing – are you ready? These little rolls – they are now muscle. Whoa nelly! Actual muscles! At my waist! Hiding in [...]
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#1: Eating a huge tub of pasta salad less than an hour before boxing class. Ugh. It is possible that I have blog-xhaustion. I’m just staring at the screen, doing my allergy-caused mouth-breathing, waiting for the perfect post to waft into my tiny little mind and shoot out my fingers onto the keyboard which [...]
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How many times do I have to learn this lesson?!? HOW. MANY. TIME-SUH??? No bangs. No bangs. No fucking BANGS, for the sweet love of christ and his biker bar!!! Real-world test run of the new haircut at boxing tonight. Abject, ass-ripping failure. That I-who have been living with myself for my whole life [...]
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Okay, so my boxing gym has this website, and they’ve recently spent some coin having the thing revamped. I was on there a few days ago looking at the class schedule for their second location, and I noticed a new tab, for “KO of the Month.” Um-hm…you probably already know where this is headed, but [...]
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