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and I'm not talking about **** like prozac. I'm talking about stuff like oxycodone. valium. hydrocodone. I'm just curious. lol, I know alot of you guys take steroids...I'm contemplating it and have some but haven't taken them, I am afraid to, it's just 10grams of winstrol but still, i'm afraid to take it...I'm already pretty strong naturally, I see no need for it. It would be nice to easily shred down to 225, but whatever. I'll end up selling them to someone I'm sure...but back to the topic, fighting on drugs.....
ill never forget once i took 4mg alprazolam just for ****s and giggles before going to train one day and my tolerance was very low seeing as I never took it before ...(it is an anti anxiety medication for ppl ****ed in the head) ...lol I sparred like a complete tool, but it was funny. This was right before I had quit the gym, i was a mental midget for doing it but oh well, I had RL issues and didn't have it in me to continue boxing at that point in my life..
So this guy about 6 ft 4 from Denver had been coming around to our gym, big white guy...could punch pretty good, in good shape too, about 225-230. So, I didn't even know I was sparring him that day...but I got in the ring with him and it was so weird, it was almost as if I wasn't even in the ring. I wasn't afraid at all. So he came at me with everything and I put both gloves up, and blocked all the straight shots. I closed the gap and put my earmuffs on...felt the blocked hooks. Then came a decent uppercut, bang. Hit me pretty good. I saw red. I went after that guy like he just ****ed my mother. Threw defense out the window and was chasing him around the ring with full power left and right hooks to the head, as hard as I could swing, and not flush connecting with a single one. A few would graze him here and there but the guy was running for his life, it really would've looked funny on camera. It's a shame we didn't get it on tape. After about 1:45 of that, I landed a Samuel Peter style full power hook on the ****er because he was spinning around and the punch just hit him that way, he wasn't too hurt but kept running away, the guy spat out his piece and quit when I was loading up with another big shot and said he was tired, then told me 'I could see it all coming, I'm tired,' breathing hard etc. Coach tried to get him to go another round and he didn't.
if it was someone more experienced in there with me, without a doubt, I would've woken up on the canvas...so dont think this is a big dick story or anything
share your drug related fight experiences lol
ill never forget once i took 4mg alprazolam just for ****s and giggles before going to train one day and my tolerance was very low seeing as I never took it before ...(it is an anti anxiety medication for ppl ****ed in the head) ...lol I sparred like a complete tool, but it was funny. This was right before I had quit the gym, i was a mental midget for doing it but oh well, I had RL issues and didn't have it in me to continue boxing at that point in my life..
So this guy about 6 ft 4 from Denver had been coming around to our gym, big white guy...could punch pretty good, in good shape too, about 225-230. So, I didn't even know I was sparring him that day...but I got in the ring with him and it was so weird, it was almost as if I wasn't even in the ring. I wasn't afraid at all. So he came at me with everything and I put both gloves up, and blocked all the straight shots. I closed the gap and put my earmuffs on...felt the blocked hooks. Then came a decent uppercut, bang. Hit me pretty good. I saw red. I went after that guy like he just ****ed my mother. Threw defense out the window and was chasing him around the ring with full power left and right hooks to the head, as hard as I could swing, and not flush connecting with a single one. A few would graze him here and there but the guy was running for his life, it really would've looked funny on camera. It's a shame we didn't get it on tape. After about 1:45 of that, I landed a Samuel Peter style full power hook on the ****er because he was spinning around and the punch just hit him that way, he wasn't too hurt but kept running away, the guy spat out his piece and quit when I was loading up with another big shot and said he was tired, then told me 'I could see it all coming, I'm tired,' breathing hard etc. Coach tried to get him to go another round and he didn't.
if it was someone more experienced in there with me, without a doubt, I would've woken up on the canvas...so dont think this is a big dick story or anything
share your drug related fight experiences lol
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