It was raining as I walked to the gym Monday night. Carolyn was no where to be found when I got there, so everyone had to wait until Alan came in before we could get into the gym.
Sparring was done between Jacob and Jimmy, Oscar and Jesus, and Sarah and myself. I did get footage of Jacob and Jimmy, but I left my camera at the gym. I'll post that up later this Wednesday. Sparring continues to be a dicey dance because half of the ropes are still down on the ring. I did do a better job of catching some of Sarah's punches before they reached my face this time.
There's a boxing show at Sheridan Park this Friday; Alan asked some of us did we want to fight there. "If someone is available, sure I'll fight," I told him. That's the key word where I'm concerned -- available. The guys are usually able to get fights, and some of the women who are younger than I are able to get bouts. I have some factors that are not in my favor: being female (there doesn't seem to be a lot of women fighting via the Chicago Park District gyms), being short, and being older. This may be my last year as a competitor, so I'm going for whatever opportunities there may be for me to step into the ring.
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