Thursday, September 17, 2009

Rumble at Riverdale

Well, I asked for it! This past Tuesday was my date with was only a matter of time again before I slipped on the headgear and slapped on the sparring gloves for another round. It has been years since I faced any opponent in the squared circle and this time around the nervousness felt no different than before. It was that same familiar feeling of elation and gut wrenching wonder at what could possibly happen in there. The nostalgia of wrapping my hands and the sound of the rope skipping was enough to make me puke in anticipation.  The tale of the tape? Well, my opponent is bigger and stronger + no doubt faster than me. As I look across the makeshift ring, his physical  appearance resembles that of the mountain I am about to climb....suddenly all that smack talk becomes very real and there is no turning back from this challenge and definately no turning my back to him: his presence presses and pushes everything I've learned up to this point about my craft.
It is our first encounter. Sebastien graciously accepts my offer to touch gloves. Our initial exchange of punches reminds me of a t.v. antenna searching for a signal.....sending out the vibration to callobrate the demand of energy input. I try not to be overwhelmed.

The next 4 rounds at 2 minutes each provide the entertainment of the morning for the onlookers at the gym. The 'ringside' audience making the effort to attend really enforces the importance of this encounter: that boxing IS still alive. It is a sport that draws attention for a reason!!

Sebastien moves with me, he works with me and challenges me like the true professional that he is. There is no mercy on me just because I am a girl and yet his manhood remains completely in tact with his impressive display of respect, skill and obvious understanding of the sport I love so much.

There is new life in me and it lingers.....beyond the bout, after the soreness settles, I have found a passion again within which lay dormant for too long. I am grateful to Riverdale Fitness and all the people within who make this possible every day....for those who fight the good fight and for those who just show up to take part and share in this awesome energy called life!!

Until next time, seconds out;-)


Sebastien said...

Great post Yvette! I love when people define their experiences through the body and soul. Keep up the great work! Can't wait to hear about your next adventure!


Ps., You forgot to mention the 'whoopin' you gave me for 4 rounds! Its truly an honor to work with a true professional like yourself. THANK YOU and keep up the amazing work!

Trish said...

I haven't even started to process all of what you have both posted - I am simply WOWED and IN AWE of your words and the energy that inspires them. Thank you both for this gift

Anonymous said...

This is like poetry. Seriously. To match these words with what I observed during your 'bout' is incredible. On the surface, many people would only see two people sparring -- the jabs, the crosses, the resisted urge to kick. But beneath all of the action is an intensity of thought -- of contemplation of how our bodies and souls are deeply and inextricably connected in so much that we do. From our previous conversations, I learned to take the whole game out of my head and connect it with my body. From ringside, I can now envision what connecting mind, body and soul truly looks like.


Kia kaha,

Peter said...

What can I say... you've put words to e-paper that I could never, in all my feeble attempts, do myself. Being in the ring is such an experience and you captured it perfectly. Excellent blog Yvette and I look forward to the next!

Reliving the experience,
Peter 'Dusty Traveller' ;)

PS You still planning on Bali?

Teena in Toronto said...

Wow! I can feel the excitement!

Yvette Raposo said...


Thanks guys!! soooooooo much:-)