The terrible sacrifice of the boxer: in order to develop skill one must risk the firmity of their mind, their face, their sight. Tonight I sparred for the first time and I don't know how I feel about it.
posted by Billy Jack at 10:54 PM
6 Comments:
forget about your feelings. ignore the pain and let your ego do the rest. kick some face in while you're at it.
oh. and by the way. thanks for the call. in seattle now. but, back next week. call you then.
love ya tough guy.
chase
i feel like that is one of the reasons i stopped my kickboxing class - i loved the practice, the moves, but i hated the idea of sparring, the risk. although i suppose had i been more comfortable with my own abilities i would have felt myself up to the challenge of preserving my faculties.
by the way, i was terribly upset to have missed your polar bear swim. i have always wanted to do that!
emily
Hey, people actually read this thing? I am assuming chase is LH? Of course to ass-u-me makes an ass out of...
And Emily! I haven't been to your blog in quite awhile. Ah, I will while away the hours at work! Polar bear swim WILL continue. It is a way of life.
So how was getting hit in the head? If it happens a few hundred more times, you'll get used to it.
chase here, man/ chase be yo' devil in disguise.
chase gonna hit you man/bleeding from your eyes.
----hey. not really eh!
chase is chase is chase.
anything else/nuthin' but, waste.
----oh by the grace/i show my face.
chase here, man/ chase be yo' devil in disguise.
chase gonna hit you man/bleeding from your eyes.
----hey. not really eh!
chase is chase is chase.
anything else/nuthin' but, waste.
----oh by the grace/i show my face.
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