Sketchism

Got on the scale this morning and was surprised to find I was 6 pounds lighter than I was two weeks ago. That’s 3 pounds per week! Woohoo. Lord knows I’ve been working hard to drop the weight. So far I’ve stuck to my morning and evening excercise schedule. Running/Shadowboxing in the morning and then attending my martial arts classes at night. My eating schedule is solid: about 5 to 6 small meals a day, avoiding eating past 7pm. I feel more energized as well.

I was able to go toe to toe again with my sparring partner Lou at the gym on Wednesday. We went for 3 good rounds after doing an hour of grappling with other dudes. My endurance has definitely improved. I caught him with a few good uppercuts and combos to the body and face. My fake-right always gets him to fall into my hard left jab. But then of course as we were sparring he clocked me on the right side of my nose and we had to stop for a bit because I began bleeding. This is the second time in a week that my nose starts bleeding. The first time I barely got touched but I guess I just have some weak wirings in there. No worries, I just plugged a thick piece of toilet paper in there and started sparring again.

When I was in elementary school I used to get nosebleeds from all the heat, especially during the summer. I remember one time having to run to the bathroom with the help of my YMCA councelor and try and stop the bleeding but it kept on leaking out as I was hurled over the sink. Ever since that day I always picture that sink whenever my nose begins to bleed. The brown coating of dry blood is still engraved in my memory and how it was on the knobs and the floor. I think it would make an interesting painting.

Well, today is my boxing class and I can’t wait to get back in there. I’ve been having to deal with a lot of issues this week that I’m not comfortable writing about just yet. Fortunately I have a loving family in Christ who has been by my side through my confusion and hard times. All this excercising and boxing is a good release from that stress as well. Poor Lou is going to feel my pain today when that bell rings. It’s cool, he can take punch. I’ll just make sure my nose stays away from his gloves too. I’m tired of staring down at that sink.

Have a great weekend everybody.