I am absolutely loving training with the Sushi Crew. I didn't think I'd have any energy left after a full day of training our Hulkies to put forth solid effort and get in a wicked workout with them at 11pm but today was day three of training late night for me. Three late night training sessions and three wicked, wicked workouts.
I've really changed my training but in discussing what I have changed I must admit that I have returned to the way I used to train -- boxing focused with weight training being the added component. For the past month I have really been focusing on my running and weight training. My boxing has taken a kind of back burner. I'll know it and I'll admit it. A part of it has had to do with the fact that I am training for a half marathon, another part has to do with the straight honest fact that it is very hard to have my husband be both my husband and coach. Of course he sports more than just those two labels but his label of being my coach is incredibly hard for me to digest and deal with. I can't exactly go home and vent to him about my coach like I used to when it was Junior Mint. Pillow talk turns into him lecturing me about what I need to work on and me telling him to yell at me during training. It's a tough call, me wanting him to not be so strict and stern with me but me liking the fact that he doesn't let me slack off because I am his wife. It's one of those he's damned if does and damned if he doesn't situations.
I updated my Facebook status at the end of work and noted that the best thing and hardest thing in my life is Snickers as my husband and coach. Every time he trains me, it's like I'm being force fed humble pie. A little bit of humble pie is good but it's often big pieces I am fed and it's hard to digest. It's very hard to have been boxing for so many years and to think what you're doing is good, only to be then told differently. I don't know if it was the language barrier or Junior Mint not wanting to discourage me, but it seems like every day I train with Snickers I'm told of all my errors and bad habits with pertaining to boxing. He even yells at me when I'm skipping... skipping!!! I mean, we learn how to skip when we're little kids. He tells me to hold the rope differently and tuck my chin in when I'm skipping.
He's the former Super Light Champion of Korea -- that's intimidating to me. I can't even compare to him but must note I do get competitive with him regarding our training. What I may lack in skill in comparison to him, I definitely try to make up for in effort and intensity when I train and with how much I do train. It's hard though, being trained by a champion boxer who has the skills that I day in and day out earnestly train for. And ya, sure he is my husband but perhaps that is what makes it all that more stressful, because I want to make him proud of me. He is my husband, my best friend and now he's my coach, those are some seriously hefty labels. However, before he was even just my boyfriend, he was that amazing boxer I saw fight up in Incheon. It was 2008 and I had gone with my UP team to watch some of them fight, and that's when I first saw Snickers in action. I remember the calmness about him as he walked into the ring, like it was the most comfortable place in within the wedding hall where the tournament was being held. His opponent wasn't so comfortable looking nor did he last very long -- Snickers knocked him out. The crowd roared and then my teammates congratulated him. I remember it so clearly. He was like a super hero walking out of that boxing ring and I was in awe. And now I'm being trained by him?! Very awesome but very intimidating and so very humbling.
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