For the record... it was an awesome feeling... except the self doubt about won over...

Got to the gym and about decided to just work out instead of spar... but talking to coach and he really didn't give me too much of a choice... haha... love my coach... and I'm so glad that he said... get your a## in the ring boy... your ready...

Busted lip and small cut on the cheek and I'm still fine and loved every minute of it...

First three rounds was against a pro... light weight... I couldn't catch the little speed demon... freaking pisses me off... everytime I would go to cut the ring off... he would catch me with something new... live and learn... and learn to give in return...

Second three rounds was against a good friend... sort of hard to transform from friendship to let's beat the crap out of each other... it's what I'm pissed off at myself for the most... I caught him with a really solid jab and actually stopped and said, "Sorry... you ok"

He just laughed and said... "It's what it's all about"

To seconds later I ate a really solid left hook on the side of my face... I just laughed and said... "Your right that's what it's all about"...

Still... I still really fight my training from child hood that to hit another person is a bad thing... I have got to get over that...

Blackvenom-2001