Had an excellent workout tonight, did several hard rounds of sparring with Raj, another cruiser/heavyweight so the more I go around with the bigger guys, the better it is for me. After that I did my usual weights, bag work and skipping and one of the other boxers showed me anew exercise to do involving the medicine ball. All good fun but something occurred to me on the walk home
I’ve been at that club for over 2 years now. I have built up friendships that without resorting to too much hyperbole, have been forged in blood and sweat with me supplying most of the blood ! The support we give each other, the help and the good will for each to do well, despite the fact that we regularly spar each other has convinced me that in a way, we have become brothers and have formed a bond similar to that of those serving in the armed forces or the friendships that I formed and that have endured since my prison days. I don’t know if that sounds like I am talking bollocks but that’s how I see it. I have cornered for a couple of them, and travelled to see them fight more I know that I can absolutely count upon them to be right behind me.
I enjoyed my journey home though I was too tired to jog or run it.
I am just now about to tuck into my post work out chow of a grilled chicken breast, dahl and chickpeas.
Toodle pip folks.
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