What's Happening In My Head While Someone's Hitting It
Thoughts While Sparring For the First Time --Hey. HEY! --Oh yeah? Oh yeah? --I can take that. No problem. Come at me again. --She's street fighting. This isn't pretty. --I WANT to LAND a solid RIGHT. Get your FREAKIN gloves out the WAY. Lemme try again. --Her head snapped back. THAT'S what I'm talking about. Wait: should I feel bad about that? Her mother is watching. I'm hitting this woman's daughter. --Actually, I don't feel bad at all. --She's tired. She's MINE. Thoughts Later In the Night After Sparring For the First Time --My jaw hurts. --Holy Sh*t I was boxing. --Why isn't this tylenol kicking in? --Why does my head still hurt? --What is this bruise on my chest? --Holy Sh*t I'm 40 and I was BOXING. --What did any of that training have to do with someone standing there trying to hit me? --Must learn more defense before I do that again. --Will you do this again? --Yeah, sure; a little more defense first, though. --But my head. It hurts. Ow
As a kid my family used to approach the dinner table this way. I'm kinda glad things have calmed down a bit since. Nevertheless, I could use a bit more intensity and focus this morning... and this video helped. Thx!
ReplyDeleteI know, right? No coffee needed.
ReplyDeletemycotn wins 'best comment of the day'!
ReplyDeletethis post is so. good.
My sentiments exactly. Much better to be the man approaching the bar than the woman with the sign in the short-short shorts.
ReplyDeleteI'm trying to think if I approach anything this way. Maybe racketball? No, not even that. Hm. Maybe failure, on a good day. Arghhhhh!
Holyoke: I think this post dovetails somewhat with your latest one on Pepe Le Peu. Maybe? Choose how you'd like to go about your day...
ReplyDeleteArghhh back to you, Kim!