Renee and I sparred first. She got me a a couple of good body shots, and I kept aiming at her head, since she's not much taller than I am. Renee was done after the first round, because she was gassed out.
Alan and I did the next two rounds, and he had no headgear on. He didn't really need it. I kept laughing because he kept getting me with sneaky punches. He was laughing, too. However, I managed to avoid taking another kidney shot from him.
Jimmy (wearing the orange shorts in the photo above) sparred with Nathaniel (in the red shorts). Alan is seen watching the action. Once again, another spectacular punch took place while my back was turned. Jimmy punched Nathaniel in the nose; Nathaniel was bleeding. Some of his blood was on the canvas, and I had to wash off one of the water bottles, because some of it had splashed on there, too. He was okay, but he told me that his nose was hurting like hell. "I'll be going to bed early tonight," he smiled.
Alan noticed that Jesus had not sparred. "Do you want to spar?" he asked, and Jesus looked around the room to see with whom he could spar. "Don't look around; it doesn't matter," Alan told him. I agreed to get back into the ring with Jesus. "Really hit him because he has to learn to hit back," Alan told me before the bell for the first round rang. While I was in there, Alan told Jesus, "Hit her! It's okay!" Before the second round, Sarah suggested that I end my combinations with my left. I took her advice, and it worked more times than not.
I saw Ray this past Saturday. He's a barber at Clippers and Shears, and I went to have my hair cut by him. Ray would have gone to Harrison Park last week, but the man fell ill that evening and couldn't make it in. Hopefully, he'll come in on Wednesday. Eckhart Park is having their boxing show this Thursday, and maybe Ray could get a fight there. By the way, he cuts hair very well.
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