02/06/2026
When i first started boxing, I was 25 years old, and I had a late bloomer, some would say.
Anyway, at the time, other than the regular classes, I and some other students used to train with an Olympic trainer.
I wasn't sure what I was doing there - yes, self-doubt played a big role, but this guy thought i had potential. That's what kept me there, but then something happened, which made me want to quite.
These sessions were on a Wed night, and the others on Sat, Tues, and Thurs, not that the days matter, but just so i can provide some context.
Every Wednesday, I would go, and every Wednesday, I would get obliterated. The female i was partnered with had a lot more experience, and it showed. She was also the alpha female of the gym, so new meat was allowed.
This particular Wednesday night, she was going extra hard and just wouldn't stop. There was blood, predominantly mine, but the tears didn't come till later. I wasn't about to show weakness. However, as we all know, tears are not weakness. They're just emotions that we've kept locked up, released.
At the end of the session, after most of the people were gone, I announced I'm quoting. WOW! The reaction was not what I expected. My instructor was not happy. Actually, that's an understatement, and he made it very clear.
Something to the effect of, I can't believe you're giving up, but with, what I thought a lot more aggression. Not the ideal, but that was his way. His version of reverse psychology. That's when tears occurred.
Anyway, at the point of the story, I ended up going back. Started to believe in myself a bit more. I became a lot more skilful, and while she hit me, It didn't hurt as much, and I was able to hit back
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