So, here I sit with a sore nose, an eye which has a little purple creeping in underneath it, and plenty to think about. I had my first real sparring match at the club on Wednesday night.
I was up against a relatively new guy at our club. He's been boxing seriously for 9 years and has real aspirations of turning pro. I, on the other hand, have only been boxing for around 3 months. So, we were talking before we went rounds about how we just wanted to work, not being in there to kill each other and what have you. So, I was feeling pretty confident about not spending the night in the hospital. And it was only for 2 rounds, just to see what each other was bringing to the ring.
Needless to say, taking it easy went right out the window as soon as leather started landing. This guy could move. Granted, he forfeited a serious height and reach advantage against me (I'm 6'3" and he was more than a head shorter than me), but he had loads of experience. So, 2 rounds turned into 4, and we were both standing at the end of it--I a little worse for the wear than he was.
So, I was sitting down for a bit after the spar, swallowing my pride along with what seemed like gallons of water, and the guy comes over to me and we talk about the match.
He tells me I need to keep my hands up more.
He tells me I have decent footwork.
But he also tells me I had the best jab he's ever seen. He told me he knew it was for real when I caught him with it and he said he felt his body buckle. Then he told me that was the closest anyone has ever come to putting him on the canvas. This was a nice little feather in my cap, as my jab has received praise from trainers and fellow boxers alike. So, yeah. That was pretty rewarding, coming from a very good, soon to be pro boxer.
On that note. Anyone know how to help a sore nose along the path to recovery?? I could sure use it.
I was up against a relatively new guy at our club. He's been boxing seriously for 9 years and has real aspirations of turning pro. I, on the other hand, have only been boxing for around 3 months. So, we were talking before we went rounds about how we just wanted to work, not being in there to kill each other and what have you. So, I was feeling pretty confident about not spending the night in the hospital. And it was only for 2 rounds, just to see what each other was bringing to the ring.
Needless to say, taking it easy went right out the window as soon as leather started landing. This guy could move. Granted, he forfeited a serious height and reach advantage against me (I'm 6'3" and he was more than a head shorter than me), but he had loads of experience. So, 2 rounds turned into 4, and we were both standing at the end of it--I a little worse for the wear than he was.
So, I was sitting down for a bit after the spar, swallowing my pride along with what seemed like gallons of water, and the guy comes over to me and we talk about the match.
He tells me I need to keep my hands up more.
He tells me I have decent footwork.
But he also tells me I had the best jab he's ever seen. He told me he knew it was for real when I caught him with it and he said he felt his body buckle. Then he told me that was the closest anyone has ever come to putting him on the canvas. This was a nice little feather in my cap, as my jab has received praise from trainers and fellow boxers alike. So, yeah. That was pretty rewarding, coming from a very good, soon to be pro boxer.
On that note. Anyone know how to help a sore nose along the path to recovery?? I could sure use it.

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