What’s up? 02 Dec 2008 11:24PM “You’ve not done a blog in a while Dave, what’s up?”
This was a comment thrown sideways at me by a smirking Pep earlier tonight. Quite what he meant by it I’m not sure. He may just have meant it as a genuine question, but the look on his face seemed to suggest otherwise. I’m probably being a little paranoid though. My reply was quite straightforward however, “I’ve had nothing to write about!” Cue laddish banter about how we should do some really stupid, crazy stuff to give me something to write about (as if punching each other in the face for 2 hours isn’t wacky enough?!?!). This said we had a pleasantly low key and rather constructive session.

We’ve been back to the bare bones of boxing over the last few weeks with the aim of correcting some of the most basic errors that have become bad habits… of which we have many. Mine and Matt’s is a tendency to brawl and throw punches from the hip as we try and take each others heads off. Nothing unusual there for MMA fighters perhaps, but I’d argue that our defence is somewhat… erm... offensive and it consists of us both bashing out combinations at exactly the same time. Pep is more reserved. He waits… and waits… and waits… then counters… if you haven’t already started the next round with someone else. It made for an entertaining 2 minutes last week when I decided I was going to do the same thing. We stood and looked at each other, then circled, then looked at each other, then circled, until Matt fell asleep. Not one punch was thrown if you discount ‘air’ jabs. Ian has a very advanced tactic of trying to break your fists with his face (not recommended for beginners) and Jack, who has just surfaced after 6 months off came back with a personality transplant and the need for blood… apparently indifferent as to whether it was his or someone else’s. Like I say, rehearsing the basics was well needed.

Following my last entry I had a few days relaxing. Clearly my body needed (another) rest and I reluctantly gave it just that by sitting out of large parts of training last week. I found this incredibly frustrating at times and not for the first time I came home in a pout after each session. This said I was more comfortable with sitting out than in the past. I’m becoming a little more upbeat about training and fighting now after a sticky patch over the last 2 months. The personal issues I’ve had are gradually easing and mentally I’m more relaxed and positive. I hope this is starting to reflect in my training and this is also why I was so frustrated about having to rest annoying injuries – I’m keen again and training isn’t a chore or a bore. By taking the pressure off myself and some kind, wise words from the lads my stock is rising again. These niggles are probably actually a positive as they’re preventing me from going too full bore into the new year and spending January the same way as I spent October - miserable, knackered and pissed off.

“What’s up?” asked Pep earlier tonight.

The answer. Nothing. I’m fine!