A brand new week, a brand new chance to kick things off right.
I thought I had scored a bonus with Coach Brown not being able to come to training this morning. I mean I love training with him, don't get me wrong, but I also like blasting my tunes and training to my own beat.
No such luck.
I'm officially convinced that every time Coach Brown isn't able to come to early morning training, which isn't often, telepathic messages are sent to The Stick and then he shows up. I say this because The Stick doesn't usually come in until about noon and by then I am long gone because my training starts at 7:30am.
So ya, The Stick showed up and so did his potty mouth and straight-to-the-point rough comments. I can't exactly pin point how to describe him beyond saying he is just raw. He is a to the point, no strainer, raw kind of person and everything he tells me with regards to my boxing or whatever is always over sexualized or some how has some kind of sexual reference or sexual pun attached to it. Half the time I don't even know how to respond to his comments and the other half I think my ears are going to either burn off or my brain is going to implode having heard such raw things. He's a bit much but I do like him. I think I even like how he is mean to me when coaching me because it means I have to toughen up and just take it. I definitely eat a lot of humble pie when he directs me and today my humble pie was interrupted with some salsa dancing. Yup, it's true.
At the switch of my music, The Stick approached me; Latino music was playing. I was doing my rounds on the heavy bag when suddenly he grabbed my arm and tried to twirl me. With boxing gloves on, he held my right hand and then put his left hand on my waist. "Now dance", he said. Dance was definitely not what I did, blush yes but dance no. I wiggled my hand out of his grip, gave a nervous giggle and then told him that I don't salsa. I do know how to salsa, a bit, but The Stick always intimidates the hell out of me during training so my two feet become two left feet and I had no coordination to even pretend to know how to dance salsa with what little I have acquired.
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