I may not come to training looking super happy nor do I smile during it but I leave feeling super pumped that I kicked my own butt. Nothing like the endorphins running through you after an intense workout. Sparred four rounds with Coach Perez today.
Am convinced in this new life I have in Canada, the only real man I need is that of my coach. Sure I need my dad but hey I'm a boxer and this is a boxer's life I now lead. Any additional men in my life would have to be Coach Rico and my male team mates at team training. Today they all rallied around me to encourage me and show concern. I appreciated that. I appreciate all them.
Coach Perez on the speed bag. I'm not as fast or as coordinated as him but I'm getting there.
Patience my friend. Patience and determination.
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