A Well Deserved Break

Yay!!! I finished my last exam…exams are brutal…I quickly rushed to my car to get to the gym. I danced in the parking lot in the snow while listening to Chris Brown’s Forever on my mp3 player. I was doing Chris Brown’s reverse 720 spins and slipped on ice only to land flat on my ass…I chuckled and quickly got up, dust myself off and spun around hoping nobody saw…but a group of girls walking behind me were all biting their lip trying to hold their laughter in…I smiled and they let it all out and laughed hysterically…One of them said “don’t worry no one saw.” The other one said, “omg…that just made my day.” Another one said, “The dance moves you did before you fell were good.” I felt pain on my behind as I sat down in my car…I thought to myself “Meh…it was worth it…at least I made someone’s day.”

I got to the gym with my training team all waiting for me to get started. After yet another training session at a furious pace, I dazzled the others at the gym watching again with my talents, strength, power, speed, stamina and skill…they shook their heads in disbelief…their comments “omfg he’s lightening fast…he’s not even human” echoed throughout the gym…I smiled hearing it as it only give me motivation to get even better and go that extra mile. An unexpected visitor with some inspiration came in…a mother walked in with her son to watch me while I was doing pad work with one of my coaches. She approached me and complimented me on my hard work and dedication. She told me she brought her son to show him at a young age what sweat, blood, tears of hard work actually means and also, her son wants to take up boxing, but she’s worried about her son getting hit. The son, David looked up at me and said, “I wanna be just as good as you when I grow up.” I smiled at him and replied, “ You not gonna be as good as me when you grow up…*I winked*..you’re gonna be 10 times better…not just in the ring but as a person outside the ring too!” His mom smiled. As training came to a wrap, my nutritionist checked my blood sugar levels to make sure I’m not under or overtraining. Checked my bodyfat percentage…4.3%...bodyweight…155lbs. Damn…4.3%, I’m already taking fish oils to try to bump it up…if I didn’t I’d be walking bones and muscle :S. My nutritionist told me I’m in peak physical condition, just making the weight limit of 147lb for the match without losing muscle mass would prove to be a challenge. Target body fat percentage would be 3%. My boxing coach told me to take this weekend off training, to let my body recuperate. I was reluctant to skip training since the fight was just 10 days away. But he insisted to that I need one. As I turned and headed for the exit, my coach yelled out “go easy on the booze, champ!” I replied over my shoulder. “Will do, coach.” With a thumbs up. I smiled to myself and muttered under my breath, “That’s not gonna happen.”

Finally, a well deserved break. Exams are done…it could only mean one thing….PARTY TIME!!!!! Haven’t done it in a long time and haven’t done it often, but once I do..all hell break loose…ya all know. Gonna be a crazy weekend..one to remember for sure…I promise ;)