So, thankfully I didnt get beaten up too much last night and I am still in one piece

My knuckles are swollen and shoulders sore but its the old saying of no pain, no gain. Last night was my first training session for 2 weeks after injuring my shoulder sparring, so as you can imagine I was quite worried about how my shoulder would react… but amazingly it was fine!

 Its just my out-of-shapeness that held me back last night, my arms became heavy early on in the night which made me start forcing my shots and trying to ‘bang’ too much.
I started against a taller opponent (im 5ft 8/9 and he was 6ft) so immediately I was at a disadvantage and boy did I know it.

 JAB JAB JAB

 The lanky Larry caught me with 3 unanswered shots, with his superior reach keeping on the outside and outboxing me. Everytime I came forward to get him into range, he’d just step back and jab.

How was I to overcome this???

*Que Ricky Hatton moment*

 I tucked in my chin, started moving my head and came forward looking for the one – two… again, I got caught with a few jabs but I kept coming forward – JAB, JAB, STRAIGHT RIGHT.

I’d done it, I managed to get through this guys defence for the first time in the round and it felt good.

The bout carried on my like this throughout, my opponent using his reach and keeping me and distance and myself coming inside and working him.

Luckly enough it was just sparring and 3 x 1:30 rounds – if it was competitive I dont think I’d last haha

 I then had to spar a short and slightly lighter guy – This was my time to keep the distance, use my reach and be untouched.
With the coaches shouting in I took all the advice and kept it simple

In – Jab – Out

In – Jab – Out

I utilised a boxers most effective attacking weapon THE JAB with near perfection – quick, sharp and powerful (for my standards at least)

This poor chap was like a deer in headlights, he didnt know how to defend against me, or how to come at me. He sat and waited for me to come close, but I was in and out before he’d even thrown a shot – poor bloke.

The more confident I became the harder I hit and smoother I boxed. I hit him with a jab square in the face (a little bit too hard for sparring) and he stopped and his legs almost went.

’sorry mate’ I said with a slight embarressed look on my face.

We carried on in much the same style for the next 2 rounds and I loved every minute of it.

After the sparring session we had to complete the circuit training with everyone else.
Push ups, sit ups, stance jumps, burpees and many many more.

 By the end all I wanted was a nice warm bath, a massage and some paracetamols.