Sport

I strive for sport to be part of my live

Past

Growing up I played tennis. I was good, competed at province level. I disliked training, but I loved competing.

When it got to either train daily or stop competing at high level; I stopped.

Since then I barely did any sport.

At 23 I started boxing. At 24 I started running consistently, boxing daily and going to the gym with a purpose.

In my first boxing fight I realized I’d lost my competitiveness. It felt bad. I was unsure if it would come back.

Present

I hate running. I hate lifting. I dislike getting punched in the face.

I enjoy pain. It makes me feel alive, brings me down to earth.

I’ve mechanized my day: Wake up -> box -> work -> run -> finish work -> gym/run -> rest. I’ve gradually built up to it, and most weeks I end up exhausted.
The hardest part is starting. It’s easy to find excuses.

I have so much curiosity to find out how far I can push my body.

It’s very rewarding to see progress. In running and lifting it’s easy to measure.

I recently did another fight, and I had my competitiveness back.

My physique is improving. It makes me feel good.

Future

I don’t know the form my schedule may have, but I will keep growing.