Working the Funk Out... Monday, January 18

Well I've got good news and bad news...

Good news is that I have an opponent, a fighter from Ottawa.  

The better news is that I possibly have a second opponent lined up too, a fighter from New York.  

The bad news is that she (my Ottawa opponent) won't be ready to fight for the upcoming February 27th fight card at the Hershey Centre.  

It's been a long time since I stepped into the ring, too long if you ask me, but now I'm having to deal with fighting to get on a fight card and getting my stuff in gear for an Ontario pro license.  I have my Korean boxing license, it's issued by the Korean Boxing Commission, but they won't let me fight in Ontario as a visiting fighter -- "they" being the boxing commissioner here in Canada.

I just want to fight.

I headed to System late tonight because I was in such a funk.  I get into these weird funks and I know they don't last long and I know I should just get over them but I seem to wait them out or wait till something or someone kicks me out of them.  When I arrived at System in this funk, I headed down to the spinning room to do my boxing and who should be in there training a class but that ONLY trainer in the entire club that I don't get along with -- that female trainer who bad-mouthed me about using the stereo awhile back.  I looked up, saw that she was in there and just walked away.  I want to fight but not outside of the ring and I knew based on the funk I was in tonight that I'd go at her swinging if she were to even breath by me.  My buddies weight training close by caught sight of this and gave out a big "ohhhhhh!!!"  

Ended up going up stairs and walking a few laps around the indoor track with Mr.T.  He always knows how to get my head in the right space for training and that's exactly what happened tonight.  Returned downstairs to do my weight training.  Put my boxing hoodie on, cranked up my ipod tunes and pushed the intensity of my training up a few notches higher than normal so ignore that one trainer and work my way out of this funk.

It worked. 

After weights I did my boxing.  One of my big buddies approached me about training with him tonight so we got geared up and got to our boxing.  He complained about being tired but I urged him to put in 12 rounds with me.  He did.  It was hard for him and it was hard for me too but Mr.T stopping in to watch us for a bit train and then having some other members come watch definitely helped to keep our intensity high and adrenaline pumping.  

Left the club after 10pm, completely exhausted and totally soaked.  I was the smelliest rider on the TTC tonight... definitely!