Reygie came in groaning about being tired and getting old. "I lifted weights yesterday, and I still feel it," he explained. He and I agreed to do a couple of rounds of sparring. We ended up doing three rounds.
It was one of those nights when I had picked up some energy from somewhere. I moved around the bags easily, then when I got into the ring, I was moving quicker than I usually do. Reggie switched to southpaw a few times. I made the mistake of moving to his right to avoid the incoming punches, instead of moving to the left, but I corrected that quickly.
Reygie ended up doing five rounds total, as he gave a round a piece to a couple of guys who came in looking for some sparring action.
One of the guys took a serious pop in the face from Reygie, but they shook it off and got right back to business. Another guy had a long reach, and he used it well.
We keep half-joking around about having a Christmas/Hanukkah in the gym. "Pot luck!" Reygie suggested with a grin. Now it's turned into an interfaith party. Have to cover everybody, you know. It's a good idea, and it could happen, but without alcohol added. Strong drinks aren't allowed on Chicago Park District property.
Owen revealed that he's part of a company that created an app for cell phones. He's currently going to college, but he'll be going back to England for a little awhile to work at the company. "I've invested in the company, and I want to see a return on it," he told me. I wish I was that smart to be able to create apps for phones. That's a lucrative business to be in these days.
Of course, I wouldn't hit a heavy bag without gloves on my hands, so obviously, the photos above were staged. Alan took the pictures. They'll also turn up at some point on my web site, www.smartwomenboxingtraining.org.