Yesterday, it looked as if only Alan and I were going to be using the gym at Loyola Park. But then Ben came in and later, Professor (shown in the photo above). "Leon is outside trying to park his truck," Professor told us. Leon never came in, however, so we assumed that he gave up trying to find a spot. I wanted to tell him that Emmanuel may stop in the gym, now that he knows that Leon has taken up training again.
Kenny had told Alan and I that he will stop in the gym. Alan told him that he should. I'm thinking it may be too soon. The man just buried his dad over the weekend. He needs some time.
Alan was going to have me spar with Ben (shown in the photo), but I had made up my mind earlier in the day not to spar. It wasn't that I was feeling physically out of it. The past several days had been an emotional drain with feeling sad about Colonel and watching my stepmother contend with her health issues. My mind just wasn't into it.
I am looking forward to the beginning of January because I want to see who is going to show up for the first day of boxing class at both Loyola Park and LaFollette Park. Alan told me he's probably going to need my help because usually, the first day is mobbed with adults. My 12 years and under class is nearly full. I know a few of the kids on the list, but the rest are surprises.
Mary gave me some good advice regarding parents who put their kids into boxing in order to prevent them from being bullied. "It's not a self-defense class. We teach Olympic-style boxing, that's it. We're not preparing kids to go out and use the skills to just beat up on others," she said. I will remember that for when the next parent comes to me with that "I want my kid to be tough" line.
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