The HITTERS were out in full force this beautiful Fall evening.....it seemed there was nothing that could stop this group from attending the first Boxing Class of it's kind held at the Kingsway Boxing Club. There was plenty of excitement and even a slight hint of nervousness in the air in anticipation of what was about to unfold. A good mix: some beginner's with a few veteran HITTERS, 7 female and 3 males. But gender nor fitness level matters here - in fact, park your ego at the door because you are about to be humbled, regardless!!!
The studio itself sits very welcoming atop a car wash...the kind of place one has to hunt a little to find the sign or the door to finally enter for your chance to do it old skool.....train like a boxer and feel like a champ. Everybody here on this Wednesday evening is already a champ in my books as we wrap hands to the sound of Tupac's " Me Against tha World". Warm-up begins and already any lingering layer of doubt peels easily as the bodies in the room start to move as instructed. Blood begins to pump as result.....it is immediately a collective effort in the room as heart rates rise together producing a noticeable increase in temperature.
Heavy bags hang ready. The sound is unmistakable--leather on leather, an assault of punches ensues from the eager bunch, like an automatic machine gun spitting out bullets going in for the kill.Now, it becomes personal as each HITTER begins to fine-tune and modify their punches. Repetition is key in forming the correct punch-the one that connects and snaps and SMACKS!!! One by one, more and more now the connection is being made and there is a sense of pride and exhilaration all around until finally the last round recruits every drop of energy available to even the most experienced HITTER.
Seconds out, until the next round. Until next week when we do it all over again, same time / same place:-)