Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Sniffling and Not Breathing
Kishaun (on the left) does a sparring drill with his cousin Derrick Jr., or has Kishaun puts it, "shadow sparring". Hopefully, both boys will get fights at Loyola Park's boxing show later this week.
While I was at Loyola Park, I got some pad work with Gabe. Standing next to him really pointed out how short I really am. I believe Gabe is six feet four. I lasted two rounds, and learned some new punch mitt techniques at the same time. Gabe noticed that I wasn't breathing as I threw my punches. I was a bit embarrassed because that is a rookie mistake. As much as I tell the kids at LaFollette Park to "breathe!" I should know better.
I was also sniffling. Right before I got to Loyola Park, I stopped to play with Alex, a tomcat who lives up the street from me. No sooner than I started petting Alex, my allergies kicked up.
I was running the gym for Alan because it was Rosh Hashanah. Outside of Gabe, Kathy, David, and Connor were in attendance. No sparring took place but it could have. "When I was a volunteer," I told Gabe, "I couldn't let people spar when Alan was out. But as a coach, I can." "That's what's up!" Gabe said.
Over the weekend, I brought a new pair of five pound weights for LaFollette's boxing gym. I was never crazy about the neoprene covered ones that were available in the storage room. After the kids broke one of them, I was determined to replace them with some real cast iron weights. As time goes on, I'll build up a collection of cast iron weights for the boxing participants to use.