Sorry I have been dealing with depression and panic attacks to write about my first boxing match but since everyone was asking about the photos I got up and wrote about the fight.
I took up boxing and wanted to do the amatuer circuit to fill in this ever lasting void in me. I went through the test and passed so then it was getting more and more back in shape.
We got a offer for a quick fight in like a month no one in my gym wanted it, so I argued for it. My trainer was like no I argued with him for the experience not for the win, he told me to cut weight I told him I got it. Yea I didnt so much I had to argue with demi about eating I missed out on food. And a lot of stuff.
Let's say a boxing training isn't easy not at all I trained for a month got to the weigh in passed it then came the night of the fight.
I have never missed food so much and water and tea in my life. But I did it. Moving on.
I was given strict orders by my trainers all of them no sex, nothing that will mess up my stamina, and no working out. I told demi this and even slept in the living room just to fight temptations, but every morning I found her cuddled up next me. I spoke to her about it like 50 times I kinda dont want to lose but I know I wont win. I dont want to be knocked out. But the night before the fight she was wound up like real bad and as I was watching tv she was scratching at me and kissing my neck I told her after the fight. She was pouting about it, I told her 9 times no no no. Until she asked me for oral sex so I gave in and was like yea that I will do. 5 hours later shes happy I'm exhausted.
I left hella early in the morning and stayed at the gym, so I didnt eat breakfast or drink anything. I stayed there up till we left.
Demi and the gang met me at the venue which was some kind of gym thing. Demi was in the waiting room with me the whole time and didnt leave my side. I was like ok. I warmed up and then came my time as my trainer. (Mr. Misaki) was wrapping my hands I'm telling jokes and feeling relaxed I had everyone laughing demi kept squeezing my hand and telling me about her. When my trainer wrapped my other hand she squeezed and scratched my arm. Hell she was more nervous then I was.
On the way to ring my heart pounded and i felt wound up, the void in me felt like it was growing. When I got to the ring and set foot into it my opponent looked bigger then me same height just more muscle I thought. We went over the rules with the ref, we walked back to our corners and i was told to just test it out and be calm if things got bad he'll throw the towel it's about experience and not about winning or losing.
The first round was hard getting punched by someone else with no head gear hurts, but I did fight back I landed jabs, and kept my defense up not gonna lie I lost the first round.
My corner praised me and gave me instruction if I can throw then throw my 1 and 2 get into my rhythm. I drifted off and looked into the crowd I could see demi looking at me biting her lip, I knew she was nervous.
The 2nd round was all me not gonna lie i took that round i got hit with a hard right which swelled up my eye that I remember it didnt get bad till the end of the fight. But I was in the fight then out landing and dodging. I never felt so empowered before landing 1s and 2s. Making combos all of this done in three minutes.
I was so tired after that round but I kept at it my trainer told me to try and hurt him see if I can put him on the canvas then told me not to do that or I'll be the one
Round three was all me again I did things that I did years ago when I was just in training landing uppercut combos. He did give me a bloody nose but I picked up the speed having him on the ropes pushing him to the corner I was my way with him.
They stuck q tips up my nose and let me tell you this that shit ain't cool it hurt and burns. I looked over into the crowd and saw demi waving at me. I know she was scared hell I was too I didnt want a broken nose I had a bump under my eye but come on not a broken nose.
Round four was our last round in this tango. He came at me with power I...dont know what i was doing he hit me and it hurt. But you know what I didnt let it stop me so I sent a hook, he swung I swung back i dipped and ducked he kept getting hit. This went on for hell idk what felt like forever until I got him with a body shot then a nice one to combo and a sloppy uppercut to the nose and then bam he went down.
That's when I was nervous if he gets up I'm done cause 1 was tired 2 I was exhausted 3 hes gonna be pissed.
But luck that night was on my side he couldn't beat the count. I was happy as hell, I heard my friends screaming really loud.
That night I got looked at by the doctor who was like I'm good to go I'm gonna have a headache and some pain I was like ok.
I COULDNT FUCKING SLEEP !!!!!! Demi kept waking me every 3 hours to make sure I didnt slip away into death. I told her I would embrace it if it meant I could sleep. At one point I didnt wake up I played dead and she got the whole house stirred up because I was not getting up at one point takeshi shook me and I gave in i just wanted sleep.
If you guys saw the pictures of me after the fight let me tell you I couldnt really are out my right eye I mean I felt blind, and eating yea right my mouth was cut up and I could only have liquid foods like soup. and cold tea. I hate cold drinks. My hands couldnt make a fist couldnt move well my head felt like it was crushed. My ribs hurt like hell like real bad.
Everyone else was worried about my injuries I was laughing and joking around with then about it saying stuff like. "But it didnt kill me yet" "if only he hit harder then i would be dead" "yea maybe this is it maybe I'm going to die now".
I had to wear glasses cause all forms of light hurt my head and eyes I couldnt take deep breaths because my ribs felt like they were broken like no joke.
Demi thought it was a problem since my eye and hands healed up and my mouth wasnt so bad but. She thought I could have broken rib and punctured lung.
After some time my ribs healed up and I was cleared to work out.
My next fight is gonna be soon.
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