Thu Oct 23

Biked to and from the gym, 10 miles. About 20 minutes of jump rope and bodyweight exercises to warm up. One round shadowboxing. Three rounds on the bag. Was ordered to get my ass in the ring. Did one round with a very tall guy, he's too nice though. Chased him around for three minutes, neither of us landed anything useful except perhaps a few jabs and a glancing blow. Next did three rounds with a guy who boxed previously but has been out for a while. Wasn't too much of a challenge, but I guess it was more for him than me. He got tired so I was given a fresh one. The fat man from monday, goddamned. He tried loading up again with open handed punches behind the head, man I hate Sam Peter more and more. Kept it in the distance mostly, but closed the gap every now and then to confuse him. Landed some punches but kept back a little, I don't want to end up in a slugging match with a 210 pound fat man. He was send out after a round though, guess my trainer didn't like it very much either. After that did three rounds to a guy also less good, so again held back but I got my workout. After sparring I got back to the group, they were just finishing with the punch out drills. Cooled down, biked home.

Days like this make me look back at being new to the sport myself. I never thought I'd be at this level. I'm so calm in the ring it's almost scary.