Well today I had my first session in years and after 30 seconds into my sparring practice, I was wheezing like an 80 year old and spitting up phlegm etc. Even my trainer said I was unfit for a 23 year old.

But, It was good to be back in the ring and getting some good cardio workouts while brushing up on some rusty punching techniques.

I wasn't too bad when I was in my teens. We used to have "Round Robins" where a group of us would box for 3 rounds each and see who would win for the month out of like 5 or 6 of Us. I won a few back then. I'd have an asthma attack these days.


The hero and the coward both feel the same thing, but the hero uses his fear, projects it onto his opponent, while the coward runs. It's the same thing, fear, but it's what you do with it that matters. Cus D'Amato