falling behind.
Work has been pretty extreme lately. Not that I’m “working”, but I’m just physically involved a lot. Training has been pretty lax and I’ve been gorging after my PT test. Mmmm.
Monday was a hard boxing session. Lot’s of motivation from me for whatever reason. Today was a big ice storm so no PT this morning. I was sore and sluggish for boxing today. We have two coaches. One is a fairly skilled coach that really has us work on technique and gives a lot of feedback and helps us learn what we’re doing. The other just throws us in the deep end and has us work hard. Lots of comments that we don’t know what we’re doing, which I concede, but I don’t know how we’re supposed to know what we’re doing when he’s the jackass that’s teaching us.
Today’s session was intended to be harder but motivation wasn’t particularly screaming. We sparred. I spar the coach (we all do) and he just beats my ass. He definitely holds back but he still beats my ass. I actually was able to spar someone my size (the coach is 3-4″ taller and 20-30lbs heavier…at least). Delivered my first knockdown. I don’t think I was really better than he is, but I wasn’t afraid of him. Caught him with a strait then later in the round a hook put him down pretty hard. The good coach said that my left hook is my “go to” weapon…sure as shit it connected hard right on the ear. We had another round later and I felt bad, I think he probably got a mild concussion. Why they kept having him go I’ll never know, but it didn’t feel good seeing any mildly hard shot was wobbling him. In other news I landed my first uppercut. It doesn’t make for a good story but I’m proud of myself. It’s not a familiar or natural feeling punch.
I’m thinking I’ll start putting more misc non workout related stuff up here. I don’t have a ton of time to do reviews at the moment and it might make for something mildly more entertaining to read (and write) than plain ol workout journal stuff.