I had fought as a kickboxer first and thought this boxing stuff would be easy - I was wrong!
Gave away 10 kgs and half of my brain cells (no considering the lack I already had for taking the bout)!
I remember being told before the bout that you could hit her with a baseball bat and sh wouldn't flinch but I assumed it was crap designed to scare me.
The most I managed was to make her blink ONCE and she just kept coming forward like a chunky little steam train while I ran around all over the place jabbing.
Mum was watching - her boyfriend of the time didn't help keep her calm or prepare her for it very well. He told her before hand that the tradition is to wear black because of blood splatter!
Of course my mum was in hysterics bawling her eyes out after that!
I was stopped in the second round by the ref by technical KO.
I had a really old ref who didn't move well. I was caught on the ropes with my opponent on my right side and him on my left - in hindsight I should have just pushed him over but he was also head of boxing SA at the time so I probably would have had a hard time of things if I'd broken his hip.
My bro came back to talk to me after the bout and had me laughing at how much he could see I wanted to hit the ref more than my opponent.
Seeing me laugh made mum feel a bit better - to see me laugh after being bashed made her feel I could handle it although it took a long time for her to feel ok about watching me again!
Since then I've developed a new appreciation for how much difference weight can make. Having said that i've also done exhibitions against the same girl (who won a national title in her weight division) and survived much more easily!
Another scary thing to think about is that she had to retire - the word was a shoulder problem but I've heard since it was actually some kind of brian damage so I guess her charge forward and ignore all style is not really healthy long term!

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